Whoosh, whoosh whoosh...
On this day, from every direction around the thousand-li Three Joys Immortal City—from mountain ranges, from cave abodes—cultivators flew on swords or rode flying magic tools. Tens of thousands of streaks of light flew toward Three Joys Immortal Palace.
Countless rays of light formed a magnificent immortal spectacle.
Li Qingyuan smiled knowingly. "Now, I too am one part of this vast spectacle."
Whoosh!
Li Qingyuan leaped into the air. His perfected Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation erupted, and the Second-grade Mid-grade flying magic tool, the Wind Spirit Boat, flew out. It expanded from small to large, carrying Li Qingyuan through the air. Like a drop of water flowing into the sea, he merged into the multitude of cultivators.
To be safe, Li Qingyuan temporarily put away his Space Ring and chose to use a second-grade Storage Bag.
Ji Kun had long since hidden inside the Space Ring, which Li Qingyuan kept close to his body.
Three Joys Immortal Palace was towering and magnificent, built atop a range of mountains. Its open-air plaza alone could accommodate a gathering of one hundred thousand cultivators.
The palaces soared into the clouds. Immortal cranes and birds flew through the sky; fairy maidens gathered cloud mists with slender hands to weave brocade; disciples of the immortal palace played music to heighten the atmosphere.
Li Qingyuan drifted down, following the tidal flow of people into the enormous plaza, where he appeared especially small.
At the very front of the plaza stood three thousand-zhang statues. One man held a spear that pierced the clouds; another stroked a zither, playing music as a hundred birds paid homage to the phoenix; one fairy held a flower-bud magic tool from which peach blossoms bloomed.
They were the three city lords of Three Joys Immortal City—True Person Yun