Yue Huaining's expression tightened, but she said nothing more and bowed as she led the way.
The journey took less than half a quarter-hour. They passed several mid-level peaks, where the elders appeared one after another and watched from afar. Not one of them dared extend their divine sense.
That burst of divine sense had alarmed far more than a dozen cultivators at the peak of the Celestial Being Realm. Every Dao cultivator within hundreds of millions of miles who could extend their divine sense had probably felt the shock.
By now, they were likely as frantic as ants on a hot pan, seeking out peers to discuss what had happened and what they should do.
But I was here, and I couldn't be bothered with their panic.
At the foot of Cloudsilk Peak, Su Yunshang was already waiting before the hall doors.
She was younger than Yue Huaining had described, looking barely past twenty. Dressed in a moon-white robe, she had a cool, composed face and eyes as deep as pools. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
The faint fluctuations of law around her were more than ten times stronger than Yue Huaining's. Her aura, at the peak of the late Celestial Being Realm, was like a bottomless lake: calm on the surface, with undercurrents surging below.
She gave me a bow, observing every courtesy.
"I am Su Yunshang, Grand Elder of Cloudsilk Peak in the Taiheng Dao Domain. Greetings, senior. I offended you by probing with my divine sense just now. The fault was mine. Please come inside and speak with me."
"At least you're forthright." I nodded and stepped up the stone stairs.
Cloudsilk Hall was larger inside than it appeared from without. Its vaulted ceiling rose over a hundred zhang, engraved with a diagram of the network of