Lu Qing followed Old Cang Long through the Immortal Palace's many halls, heading deeper and deeper inside.
The Immortal Palace was far larger than he had imagined.
When he had first entered the Guixu Secret Realm, he had also gone into the Immortal Palace. But his cultivation had been too shallow then, and the area he could explore was limited, so he had never ventured this deep within.
For most of that time, he had merely secluded himself and cultivated in the second level's space.
Only now, following Old Cang Long onward, did he discover that the space within the Immortal Palace was far greater than it appeared from outside.
Corridors after corridors, halls upon halls, restrictions layer upon layer.
Each time they passed through a door, they entered a new space.
Some spaces were incomparably vast, their domes soaring high as though they could contain an entire Small World.
Others were exquisite and compact, elegantly arranged and carrying a touch of warmth.
Old Cang Long moved through them with practiced ease, clearly familiar with this place beyond measure.
Lu Qing noticed that this time, unlike before, Old Cang Long did not directly teleport through space but chose to walk.
Though Old Cang Long walked quickly, whenever it passed a place, it would unconsciously glance at those halls, deep nostalgia showing in its eyes.
The Black Barbarian Bull and Ming Feng followed behind in silence as well, their gazes full of remembrance.
Clearly, these halls and furnishings carried too many memories for them.
Those long years they had spent together with Guixu Daoist.
After an unknown length of time, Old Cang Long finally stopped before a grand hall.
This hall stood at the deepest part of the Immortal Palace, surrounded by layers upon layers of restrictions.
Those restrictions were exquisitely