"Hmm? This is actually a building suspended in midair. The restriction beneath it is certainly extraordinary."
Before he even drew near, Qin Fengming let out a soft cry of surprise.
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the two Ghost Master cultivators from Nine Ruins Mountain turned around at the same time. After glancing at him, a trace of mockery appeared in their eyes.
They clearly disdained Qin Fengming's fussing over nothing.
Qin Fengming smiled faintly and paid no attention to the strange looks from the two Ghost Master cultivators.
The building before him floated in the void, a full hundred zhang above the ground. Its underside was concealed by a mass of dense mist. When he probed it with his divine sense, he could sense a thick restrictive aura within, violently repelling his powerful divine sense.
His figure rapidly drew closer. Taking in the building from near at hand, Qin Fengming could not help but be captivated.
It was a colossal building covering two or three thousand zhang. At its center stood a huge domed structure, towering high in the middle. Extending in all directions around the tall central dome were smaller domed buildings.
From a distance, shrouded in gray-white mist, it looked like an enormous ice flower suspended in midair.
Qin Fengming had seen buildings floating in the air before. In truth, to him, this sort of hall or pavilion lifted by restrictions was not particularly wondrous.
With his abilities, he could arrange one himself if he spent enough time.
A hall suspended in midair looked marvelous, but such a building had no other special function. However, Nine Ruins Mountain's arrangement did allow large numbers of cultivators to gather around it at once without seeming crowded.
Blue radiance flashed in Qin Fengming's eyes, and he suddenly stopped where he was.
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