Within a vast expanse of whiteness, several figures stood before a White Light Restriction.
"There is only this one path. This must undoubtedly lead upward!"
"Let's go!"
At the leader's command, the others behind him immediately nodded slightly. No one raised any objections.
The group entered the White Light Restriction one after another.
As spiritual light flickered, the scene around them had completely changed by the time they looked ahead again.
They had arrived inside a resplendent golden palace.
Golden Spiritual Light flashed continuously above the great hall.
Before they could react, they felt an enormous invisible pressure pinning their feet in place, making it impossible to move even an inch.
At the same time, the golden spiritual light around them suddenly poured down upon them like raindrops.
Seeing this, a white-haired elder among the crowd immediately shouted:
"Careful, it's another Restriction Great Formation!"
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Outside the "Green Stone Pagoda" at the mountaintop.
After the two Puppet Beasts arrived beneath the tower one after the other, and several figures jumped down from above, Song Qingming put the puppets back into his Storage Bag.
At that moment, the two middle-aged men in Daoist robes came smiling over to Song Qingming again and raised their hands in salute.
"Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Song for giving us a lift!"
"You two are too polite. We are all Human Race Cultivators, and we ought to support one another in a place like this. There is no need for such courtesy."
On the way to the mountaintop earlier, Song Qingming had been worried that they might run into Demon Race enemies midway and encounter some trouble.
Yet the journey had been exceedingly peaceful. They had not spotted a single demon beast.
Moreover, the closer they came to the mountaintop, the more everything around them