Qin Fengming gazed toward the ceiling of the hall, his expression unusually solemn. His eyes remained fixed upward for a long time without blinking.
What kind of scene was that? The shock in Qin Fengming's heart was indescribable. Such a vast and magnificent heaven and earth was something he had never seen before.
Even the largest city he had ever seen, or the palaces in that hidden space within the Nine Ruins Mountain he had once entered, could not compare with those lofty palaces faintly visible among the clouds.
The heaven and earth in that scene seemed far higher than the Three Realms. Looking into the distance, mountain peaks rose ten thousand zhang high one after another. The sky was vast and empty, colorful clouds veiled the surroundings, and the beauty was beyond description. Words could not convey even one ten-thousandth of its grandeur.
The figures there were hazy, but they moved with astonishing speed. Every one of them was a powerful existence.
Qin Fengming's mind was shaken, but he knew clearly that what he had seen and heard had not occurred inside Pill Cauldron Hall. The other cultivators had neither seen nor heard anything.
It was a scene only he could see, mysterious and unforgettable.
As Qin Fengming pondered, his mind stirred slightly. The boundless scene before him suddenly became like a reflection in water. As the clouds and mist churned, it vanished without a trace in an instant.
The space above the hall was empty. Layer upon layer of restrictions flickered with fluorescent light, and a strange aura still gathered there, but the scene that had appeared within it was gone.
Qin Fengming stared blankly toward the ceiling, the expression in his eyes taking a long time to recover.
When he recalled what he had just seen, his