Lu Chen looked upwards toward the clouds, where magnificent palaces shone golden and jade, surrounded by swirling Immortal Aura and flowing Dao Charm, resembling a fairyland more than even the top Immortal Sects.
At this moment, Lu Chen spoke to Xiyue Immortal Venerable beside him, "I fear that even if we climb this Heavenly Ladder, we won't gain any inheritance. Perhaps this is just the first step in a selection process."
Xiyue Immortal Venerable did not speak, gazing toward those palaces above the clouds, lost in thought.
For some unknown reason, she increasingly felt that the powerful ancient entity originally residing in this Small World was someone from Outer Heaven.
The Dao Charm flowing between these palaces was far too strange. Without actively trying to comprehend them, merely looking from afar influenced her mind, distorting the world before her, and blood-soaked scenes appeared in her view.
