The cultivation cave lay half-hidden within a stretch of woods, its exterior shrouded in a faint white mist. The mist looked no different from morning dew formed at dawn, utterly unremarkable, yet the instant Lin Xuan's divine sense touched it, it was bounced back. This was an extremely formidable formation.
Although this place was already a forbidden area of the Ethereal Immortal Palace, and by all rights should have been perfectly safe, a cultivation cave was the place cultivators valued most. It was no surprise that Lingxu True Person had arranged several powerful formations here.
Sweeping it with his divine sense, Lin Xuan discovered that he did not recognize this formation, but its defensive power was clearly extraordinary. Even if he used all his divine abilities, breaking it would not be something he could accomplish in a short while.
Of course, Lin Xuan could not possibly do that. If he caused such a huge commotion just to enter his own cultivation cave, it would be strange if his identity were not exposed.
Fortunately, before coming here, he had already made preparations.
With a flick of his sleeve, a palm-sized Formation Disk flew out. Lin Xuan raised his right hand and sent a spell formula into it. A whining sound entered his ears, and in the next moment, the milky-white thin mist began to churn. Then the mist parted to both sides, revealing a passage about ten feet wide, enough for two cultivators to fly through side by side.
Lin Xuan put away the Formation Disk, then swaggered into the cultivation cave.
The inside was far more spacious than he had imagined. Though it could not be called luxurious, every blade of grass and tree within the cultivation cave, every piece of furniture and decoration, could be said to have been