Heavenly Net

Immortal Realm, Xuanji Mountain.

This was a true immortal paradise. Mountain ranges stretched endlessly like dragon spines, every peak rising more than ten thousand zhang high, their summits hidden amid curling clouds and mist.

Those clouds were no ordinary vapor, but spiritual energy so dense it had condensed into substance. More startling still, the power of laws flowing through this land was extraordinarily complete, utterly different from the incomplete and mottled laws of the lower realm.

Between the countless peaks stood an enormous, ancient, ruined array platform in silent stillness.

The platform had been built from massive bluish-gray stones, each as large as a house, their surfaces carved with intricate array runes. Yet most of those runes had become blurred and worn, as though they had endured the wind and sand of ages beyond measure. Some had even been ground completely flat, leaving only shallow indentations.

This array platform had once been the entrance to the passage between the upper and lower realms.

But after the passage between the two realms was sealed, this ancient array platform, which had borne the traces of countless comings and goings and witnessed innumerable ascensions and descents, had been completely abandoned.

Yet at this moment, the area around the abandoned platform was anything but quiet. Hundreds of figures floated densely in the void above it. They all wore moon-white robes, their hems embroidered with pale golden cloud patterns that snapped loudly in the astral winds.

They stood silently in the air, every one of them possessing an aura as deep as the sea. Even the weakest had reached the Martial Venerable Realm, while there were no fewer than twenty True Monarch Realm experts among them!

Martial Venerable Realm cultivators were utterly inconspicuous within this group.

These people were from the Immortal Realm's top sect—the