True Spirit's Mysterious Sound
As time passed, not only Yunxia and Yunli, but even Zhao Qifeng, Xu Suqin, and Xinhong began to find Lu Xiaotian unfathomable.
If not for the fact that Lu Xiaotian's immortal essence remained at the level of an immortal when he acted, they would have thought the person standing beside them was a True Immortal Second Realm expert—or even someone stronger.
Even though Lu Xiaotian was currently only an immortal, his outstanding attainments in formations and his control over the Ice Demon Pot meant that none of them, Zhao Qifeng included, dared to underestimate him in the slightest.
Yunxia and Yunli couldn't help but feel deeply puzzled. By rights, no matter how formidable Lu Xiaotian was, he was still only an immortal. Yet now, among several True Immortal seniors, he seemed to be the core of the group.
The True Immortal seniors all followed Lu Xiaotian's directions, and they showed little resistance to his orders. It seemed only natural to do as he said. Even when breaking several restrictions caused considerable trouble and brought forth numerous ferocious creatures formed from the illusion mist, none of the True Immortal seniors ever questioned his decisions.
Though they knew there must be a reason for everything, Yunxia and Yunli still found it all rather absurd and unbelievable. But since the two of them stood behind Lu Xiaotian and rarely had to fight, they felt an inexplicable sense of security.
Pop—like a water bubble being pierced, a cloud of misty vapor burst open in midair. Everyone found themselves in a dreamlike place that seemed utterly unreal.
In the distance, a cluster of bamboo-leaf-shaped Illusion Mist Immortal Herbs drew in the mist and moisture. They didn't grow on the ground; their fine roots spread through the air, creating an oddly beautiful