Shangyang Inner Scenery Ground.
Ten-Mile Skywalk.
A stairway of gathered cloud and mist rose from the ground, extending into unknowable depths within the clouds.
Among the seven, Lu Xun was the first to step onto the Cloud Ladder and walk upward.
Seeing this, Lin Yuexi immediately followed.
The others exchanged glances. Bai Li was the first to follow, and Shen Yue Ru also stepped onto the Cloud Ladder.
"Junior Brother, stay behind me!" Shen Yue Ru turned back and said to Jiang Ning.
"Junior brother Jiang, after you!" Ning Ke said.
Jiang Ning nodded and also climbed directly onto the Cloud Ladder.
He knew that since all the Direct Disciples of the Shangyang Immortal Sect had been gathered here without any choice in the matter, then this Cloud Ladder was something they had to climb.
That Sequence True Disciple was someone they had to meet.
As he climbed the Cloud Ladder, the cloud steps were solid as white jade, warm and smooth to the touch.
As they rose higher, the surrounding clouds and mist began to churn and transform. Faintly, sun-shadows flowed, and immortal music curled around their ears.
As they continued upward, the clouds thickened, and their vision grew increasingly restricted.
After climbing another dozen or so steps, the clouds became even denser. When Jiang Ning looked up, he could only see Shen Yue Ru's back. Farther ahead, Bai Li's figure could no longer be seen at all.
A few steps later.
The clouds ahead suddenly opened wide.
A towering palace floated in the void, built entirely of white jade and golden crystal, its eaves soaring, its carved beams and painted rafters resplendent.
Faint golden rosy clouds encircled the palace, and the phantoms of Ten Great Suns hovered above the roof, seeming like true great suns hanging high in