Far off in the sky, melodious immortal music suddenly drifted over. More than a dozen women came dancing through the air, passing directly above Ye Fan and startling him.
The women were all dressed in white as pure as snow. None could be called breathtakingly beautiful, but each was graceful and ethereal, untouched by worldly airs. They flew over with extraordinary lightness, like immortals treading waves or spirits dancing. They seemed to neither eat mortal food nor belong to the mundane world.
Some played bamboo flutes, their music drifting melodiously through the air, while others smiled sweetly, making people feel as though they were basking in a spring breeze. These picturesque women were all like Banished Immortals, carrying an otherworldly air.
Ye Fan was astonished. These are the cultivators I imagined. They looked ethereal and graceful, riding rainbows through the sky, beyond the mortal world and at ease between heaven and earth.
"I never thought even the Jade Pool Holy Land, which has not appeared in the world for so long, would be alarmed."
"The Jade Pool Holy Land has always stayed out of worldly disputes. Do they intend to compete for the Demon Emperor's legacy treasures this time?"
The people from the Yaoguang Holy Land and the ancient Ji Family spoke at the same time. They were greeting the dozen graceful young women, but also probing them.
Ye Fan was extremely surprised in the distance. Yaoguang, Ji, and Jade Pool—every one of these names was extraordinary. Jade Pool in particular had left a deep mark in ancient Chinese mythology. He had never expected it to have such a great origin on the other side of the starry sky.
Gu Sheng brought Weiwei all the way to the foot of a strange mountain. Five peaks stood arranged like five