Above the ninety-nine provinces of the Xuanling Realm, a boundless Heavenly River crossed the sky, finally winding around the Heavenly Court overhead, reflecting ten thousand shifting colors beneath the sun.
Soon, one streak of prismatic light descended into the Heavenly Court and abruptly split apart.
True Lord Flying Snow stepped out from within, with True Lord Splendid Silk Brocade following close behind. Lu Yang and the Xuanling Realm Supreme stood beside them.
"Not bad."
True Lord Flying Snow looked around, then glanced at the Xuanling Realm Supreme and nodded slightly. "This heterodox Jietian truly has some substance."
The four soon arrived in the depths of the Heavenly Court. The Xuanling Realm Supreme was a man who knew how to read the room, and he immediately took his leave, leaving Lu Yang, True Lord Flying Snow, and True Lord Splendid Silk Brocade in a quiet chamber. Only after its doors closed, sealing off inside from outside, did True Lord Flying Snow turn to Lu Yang.
The next moment, she spoke with crisp decisiveness:
"Where is Chongguang?"
Lu Yang smiled faintly at that. With a sweep of his broad sleeve, he opened the void into a doorway before continuing, "Please, fellow Daoist, come into my grotto-heaven so that we may speak."
True Lord Flying Snow immediately set off.
Before long, the view before them suddenly opened up. A forest vast enough to blanket heaven and earth came into sight; though wind blades and frost swords battered it, its form remained unchanged.
However, True Lord Flying Snow raised her brows slightly at the sight.
Something isn't right.
The Fruit Position Image of this grotto-heaven is far too heavy. It even shows signs of turning guest into host. The environment of a grotto-heaven ought to be governed by its master's will.
With that thought,