The mountains of the Southern Border stretched on without end, seas of clouds rising and falling among them.
Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley had occupied Spirit Tide Immortal Mountain for countless ages. Its mountain gate towered into the clouds, moonlight cascaded a thousand yards, and Dao Resonance lingered year-round amid drifting immortal mist.
Since the sect's founding in ages past, all the Southern Border's domains had bowed before it. Great and small powers alike paid homage in awe. Never had anyone dared trespass through its mountain gate and challenge its authority.
Much less had anyone dared stroll up the mountain carrying the young valley master of Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley in one hand.
After racing through the air, Li Yun slowed to an easy stride. Casually holding Su Fengyun, who hung as stiff as a dead fish, he climbed Spirit Tide Immortal Mountain one step at a time along the winding mountain path.
Li Mu followed close behind, his heart in his throat. His scalp tingled the whole way, and his hands and feet had gone cold.
Every glimpse of the scene ahead deepened the shock and dread in his heart.
He's gone mad!
Senior really means to poke a hole in the sky!
Before long, the vast, imposing mountain gate of Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley stood before them.
Two Moonlight Stone Sculptures guarded either side of the gate, solemn and majestic.
Two gate disciples in silver-white guard robes stood at attention beside them. Both possessed Great Sage cultivation and steady auras, and their bright eyes kept watch over Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley's mountain gate.
Ordinary cultivators approaching the gate would stop of their own accord and bow to show their respect for Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley.
But today, a figure in blue robes strode straight