Shangyang Inner Scenery Ground.
When Jiang Ning opened his eyes, the scene before him was still that familiar, eternally unchanging sight.
Overhead, Ten Great Suns hung high, continuously releasing warmth.
Behind him lay the boundless, surging Cloud Sea.
Ahead stood towering Stone Pillars and a great gate, upon which the two characters "Shangyang" were carved.
He paused where he was and waited for a moment, but the figure in red robes who had appeared before did not show up.
As expected, I haven't come in for a very long time, and Senior Sister Shen Yue Ru and I have missed each other. He murmured inwardly.
Then he raised his head and strode forward. As he walked on, the chaotic scene of disordered time and space appeared before his eyes once more.
Ahead and all around him, it sometimes appeared as a solemn immortal sect, clouds and mist drifting ethereally, quiet and peaceful.
At other times, it turned into a ruined scene of broken buildings, collapsed Stone Pillars, and a land covered in terrifying cracks, as though two different times and spaces overlapped here.
As a Direct Disciple of the Shangyang Immortal Sect who had come here several times before, he had long since known the way by heart and advanced along the path he had taken before.
Very soon, he arrived at the Yang Pool.
The pool water was golden, as though a Great Sun had been shattered and merged into it.
This place was still completely empty.
He immediately entered the Yang Pool and quietly stayed there for a while.
A moment later, he walked out of the Yang Pool and secretly shook his head.
Because compared with the changes before, he could now feel that the Yang Pool had almost no effect on him, or that its effect