Void rippled as a snow-white old turtle crawled forward, more translucent than the finest mutton-fat jade, carrying the Snow-Robed Immortal upon its back. It was indescribably mysterious and unfathomable.
A White-clad Woman stood on its back, her snowy robes fluttering, her figure peerlessly graceful and flawless. Her silver hair blew in the wind, mist veiling her eyes. Light rain fell around her, making her seem hazy, sacred, and ethereal.
The Longevity Immortal Medicine was accompanied by Immortal Qi. The Silver-Haired Immortal was lifelike, indescribably elegant and unworldly, wreathed in immortal mist as though she could forever remain untouched by the trials of the mortal world.
A song rang out, melodious and pleasing, like heavenly music drifting from the Immortal Medicine Garden. It was like a spring breeze brushing across one's face, bringing peace to the heart.
Yan Kuan's figure instantly rose into the sky and arrived outside the Immortal Medicine Garden. This was an island suspended in the Void, drifting with the Void Turbulence. No one knew how many ages it had existed for.
This Void Divine Island was lush and verdant, bursting with a riot of colors. Its vegetation was dazzling, shimmering with flowing light as it spewed auspicious clouds and light rain, exceptionally sacred and resplendent.
Strands of silver lines barred the way. They were spatial rifts within the Void Turbulence, protecting the island under the influence of a Formation. The closer one drew to the island, the more unstable the surrounding Void became. Some of the surging turbulence was comparable to a Heavenly God's strike; ordinary people would never be able to endure it.
Near the Immortal Ancient Medicine Garden, corpses floated one after another through the Void, drifting along with the garden. There were creatures of every form. The Void contained only coldness and darkness, enough