Wang Qingshan saw the scenery below abruptly change. Over ten thousand peaks of varying heights stretched endlessly, and above every peak floated an enormous White Cloud, like more than ten thousand white clouds drifting high in the sky.
At the heart of the mountain range, a White Cloud spanning a hundred mu floated in the air. A palace of blue bricks and glazed tiles stood atop it, veiled by white rosy light and faintly visible. The White Cloud writhed without pause as if it were alive, an exceedingly strange sight.
Some cultivators rode Spirit Birds through the air, while others flew upon clouds beneath their feet. More than a dozen waterfalls plunged from towering peaks ten thousand zhang high—a scene straight out of an immortal paradise.
There were more than ten thousand peaks of all sizes, and every one of them had Restrictions laid upon it, with multicolored rosy light flickering in and out of view.
Among the countless peaks, great numbers of birds and beasts were raised. Across a boundless plain, over a thousand snow-white Spirit Horses galloped over the grassland while a group of cultivators watched over them. Within a valley encircled by mountains on all sides, a golden elephant thirty zhang tall was feeding, its thick trunk sweeping up great quantities of azure spirit grass and sending them into its mouth.
Within a dense azure forest, more than a hundred Spirit Birds with tiger heads and eagle bodies could vaguely be seen. Atop a barren giant peak, dozens of enormous golden scorpions were feeding.
Of course, even more peaks were shrouded beneath dense White Clouds and layered with Restrictions of various rosy lights, making them impossible to investigate.
Even so, Wang Qingshan and the other two were secretly astonished. Based on these Spirit Beasts alone, the present