Within the majestic imperial palace beneath the drizzling rain, Bai Yujun passed through one palace gate after another.
The mountain's spiritual energy was rich enough to qualify it as a treasured land. Immortal cultivators served as garrison commanders, Spirit Transformation and tribulation-crossing cultivators as common soldiers, while many ferocious beasts were kept as well. Powerful immortal auras faintly emanated from several great halls. In only a few thousand years, its development had become no weaker than that of the clans of the Immortal Realm.
Palace maids and attendants all kept their heads lowered as they hurried along the edges of the roads. The centers of several main palace roads were paved with gold, gleaming brilliantly and engraved with landscapes and scenery from every land.
These days, Bai had little interest in gold. She could not be bothered to lower her head for a look, and her shoes stepped across the golden bricks.
The garrison commanders and soldiers could not see the figure right beside them.
After passing through layer upon layer of defenses, she stopped before a palace gate. Rather than casually walking through as before, she narrowed her eyes and examined it carefully.
The protection on this next palace gate differed from the previous ones. She could not use her Law Breaking talent to pass through the formation.
Fireproof, theft-proof, dragon-proof. To guard against Bai Moulong, the stingy False Human Emperor had spared no enormous expense in constructing a formation specifically designed against dragons.
The materials visible on the surface alone would have emptied a major sect's coffers. Judging from the residual aura, style, and details, the Phoenix Clan had likely been responsible for constructing the formation. These days, only the Phoenix Clan understood dragons best. The price the Imperial Dynasty had paid must have been steep. Dragons favored