Qinshan.
Outside Immortal Ridge.
That glowing white hill had already been named Immortal Ridge.
At that moment, Mu Yuanliu had brought Elder Tu Qianqiu and the other elders to the vicinity of Immortal Ridge. Gazing at the white light soaring into the heavens, every one of them was still shaken to the core and barely able to contain themselves.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, three days have passed since the white light appeared."
Beside him, a scout bowed and saluted. "After the white light shot into the sky that day, white mist shrouded the area around Immortal Ridge. No one has been able to enter..."
Tu Qianqiu raised her cold brows.
Her injuries had nearly healed by then, and she glanced at her Sect Master.
Seeing that Mu Yuanliu remained expressionless, she stepped forward and struck the white mist before them with one palm.
Boom!
The white mist in the area churned as though it were boiling water, and a force of countershock erupted.
Tu Qianqiu's expression changed. She staggered back repeatedly, her face flushing crimson before she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Just the backlash from the outermost perimeter was enough to injure a Fourth Rank martial artist?"
Mu Yuanliu reached out to brace Tu Qianqiu's back, sending a powerful stream of internal energy into her to stabilize her injuries. His eyes remained fixed on the vast white mist. "This doesn't resemble a martial artist's methods. It's more like... a Daoist of the Upper Three Ranks?"
A Third Rank martial artist was known as—Indestructible Vajra!
It signified that one's essence, energy, and spirit had reached perfect fulfillment, becoming one inside and out. One would forever remain at their peak, while their lifespan would be greatly extended.
However, even a First Rank martial artist could only move mountains