"There's something strange here!"
Qin Fengming and He Xuan hurried onward. After following the direction Qin Fengming had determined for several hundred zhang, a towering peak that pierced the clouds abruptly appeared before them.
This place was exceedingly strange. Those mountain peaks with palace halls upon them could not be approached simply because one wished to draw near.
Yet on the mountain peak that had suddenly appeared before them, a faint palace hall could clearly be seen standing atop it. Mist coiled around it, while clouds steamed and rosy light suffused the air, making it seem steeped in immortal aura.
"This mountain has no paths or steps. Could it be expecting us to climb up the rocks?" He Xuan raised his head and gazed toward the summit, his voice filled with doubt.
"We don't have time to investigate this mountain. Qingyu definitely isn't trapped in some palace hall. She seems to be in a secluded valley. We'll go around this mountain." Qin Fengming frowned and quickly made his decision.
The two turned around and planned to travel along the foot of the towering mountain.
However, after they hurried onward for the time it took an incense stick to burn, Qin Fengming and He Xuan stopped almost simultaneously. Their brows furrowed tightly as they discovered the mountain's strangeness.
They actually could not go around this mountain at all.
After circling for a long while, they seemed to be treading in place, completely unable to pass around the side of the giant peak.
"A spatial restriction!" Qin Fengming's expression darkened in an instant, and he spoke in a low voice.
Spatial restrictions were among the most wondrous and difficult-to-break types of restriction formations. Spatial restrictions that melded with the world itself were especially difficult to destroy through the methods used to break