Entering the Immortal Palace, Encountering the Successor

"The Immortal Palace is open!"

"Charge!"

"There are immortality elixirs inside!"

The crowd erupted.

Tens of thousands of cultivators charged toward the gates along the jade steps.

Some were knocked down the stairs.

Others drew their blades and killed before even entering.

The lights of Magical Artifacts crisscrossed before the gates.

Fairy Cold Moon was the first to step through the gates.

True Person Xuecang followed close behind.

Taiyin Heavenly Monarch, Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch, and Lihuo Heavenly Monarch each led their own people inside as well.

Bai Wuya rose to his feet, a silver spear appearing in his hand.

"Let's go."

Chen Changqing nodded.

The four of them stepped onto the jade stairs and entered the Immortal Palace gates with the stream of people.

The instant Chen Changqing crossed the threshold, his feet did not land on the palace floor.

The scene before his eyes changed.

Mountain ranges, marshes, herb fields, and ancient trees appeared in his sight all at once.

The interior of the Immortal Palace was not a hall.

It was a small world.

Spiritual energy rose from the earth, condensing into streams of white mist that drifted slowly among the vegetation.

In the distance, mountain peaks hung in midair.

A river flowed beneath them, its waters glimmering with a faint golden sheen.

Many cultivators lost their bearings the moment they entered.

Someone shouted, "The immortality elixirs are deeper inside!"

Someone else retorted, "There's an immortal herb garden over there!"

Others had already begun fighting over the Spirit Herbs on the ground.

Just as Bai Wuya was about to speak, space suddenly trembled.

An invisible force swept through.

Chen Changqing only had time to grab the jade talisman in his sleeve before the people beside him were pulled apart at once.

Rujie's voice came from the left.