Lu Xiaotian carried the tower as he traveled, flying over mountain ranges along the way. A monstrous creature with a sparrow's head, a mosquito's body, and a wingspan of more than thirty meters buzzed overhead. Faced with such beings that hovered between immortal beasts and demon beasts, Lu Xiaotian could only avoid their sharp edge, not daring to contend with them lightly.
In the jungle below, centipedes as thick as buckets—some silver, some black—crawled across the ground or through cracks in the rocks, appearing and disappearing from sight. Quite a few of these centipedes had reached the Integrated Body Early Stage, and a few had even reached the Integrated Body Late Stage. Without thorough preparation or the protection of an expert, an ordinary Integrated Body Realm cultivator would find it nearly impossible to take even a single step in a place like this.
From the cracks underground, wisps of scorching mist constantly seeped out. This blazing mist was no ordinary spiritual mist but had gathered the power of subterranean flames. It carried a searing heat. As Lu Xiaotian passed by, some of the fiery mist suddenly converged and exploded, the tremendous impact making the towering trees on the nearby mountain ridges rise and fall in waves like rippling rice fields. One or two iron-armored giant rhinoceroses and centipedes as thick as buckets were flung into the sky by the blast like scraps of paper.
Howling mountain winds swept over the ridges from time to time. A few scattered white clouds floated in the void, and between them, an old man in silver robes, a woman with her hair arranged in a palace coiffure, and an old woman in green robes came flying through the air atop a black shuttle. When they reached the area among the scattered clouds, the few