After coming out of seclusion, he saw a magnificent palace stretching across the void. Black spatial rifts densely filled the surroundings, spreading into the distance.
There was no need to think about it. This palace had appeared during his seclusion, because it had not been there when he entered seclusion.
This was a mysterious ancient palace that radiated a sacred aura, accompanied by wisps of immortal mist. It appeared solemn and majestic. Its tiles were golden, but it was somewhat blurry, not yet fully manifested, as if buried within the void. Its enormous stone pillars, grand halls, and golden tiles formed an incomparably spectacular sight.
A man stood atop the palace. He was the man from the Fiend Nest, Zhe Xian. His azure robes fluttered as he held a jade flute to his lips, playing a lingering melody. It was like immortal music echoing through the air, purifying the entire minor world.
One silver symbol after another leaped out, drifting from the flute holes toward the distant mountains as though alive, intoxicating all who beheld them.
The flute music flowed like water, turning into silver ripples that streamed toward the figure shrouded in chaotic energy in the distance, forming a beautiful immortal tune. The entire world began to shimmer with radiance.
At that moment, countless flowers bloomed, vegetation sprouted new buds, and birds danced through the air. The scene was strange and wondrous.
Buzz!
Tian Zi was indistinct and hazy, standing there wrapped in chaotic energy, as though he were about to transcend this world and stand beyond eternity.
Beside the person enveloped in chaotic energy, a blurry little tree emerged. With a gentle sway, it blocked every note flowing toward him.
During his seclusion, these fellows had not wasted their time either. One after another, they had advanced into