"Cang Ling Pavilion?" Lin Taichu's eyes showed a thoughtful look. The name was rather peculiar; he wondered what it meant.
"Go in." Cang Hong waved his sleeve, and Lin Taichu immediately felt his body float up, drifting inside like a feather.
At that instant, Lin Taichu's heart jolted violently. This Cang Ling Pavilion could actually control his body?!
As expected of a powerhouse at the palace lord level. Lin Taichu could not help marveling inwardly.
Cang Ling Pavilion covered several thousand zhang. Pavilions and towers stood in abundance, while every structure was exquisitely carved and extravagantly decorated. Dense spiritual energy swept in from all directions, refreshing both body and mind.
Lin Taichu then felt his body slowly descend onto a vast platform. Towering Mountain Peaks stood around it, the mountain range majestic and upright like a colossal dragon lying there, emanating an ancient, timeworn aura.
At this moment, quite a few young men and women in blue robes were cultivating on the boundless platform. Immersed in their training, their auras were majestic. Spiritual energy surged with every breath they took, creating a terrifying sight.
"So strong." Lin Taichu stared at the figures ahead, a sharp gleam flashing from his eyes.
"They are all outstanding Disciples of Cang Ling Hall. Their strength is remarkable, and they will surely attain Saint status in the future," Cang Hong explained to Lin Taichu.
Lin Taichu nodded slightly. There were indeed no lack of exceptional prodigies among them. Every one of them possessed an extraordinary bearing, their every gesture suffused with an ethereal charm that stirred admiration.
Suddenly, Lin Taichu's gaze narrowed as he looked ahead. A figure in white stepped out and walked toward them. It was none other than Xia Yuan!
"Junior Brother Lin, we meet again." Xia Yuan looked at Lin Taichu