The island stretched more than two hundred thousand li in length and over a hundred thousand li in width. Strange flowers and herbs carpeted its grounds, bizarre rocks jutted everywhere, and it was home to many unusual birds and beasts. Countless cultivators could also be seen.
"Fellow Daoist Li, we've arrived. This is Red Shell Island, one of the branch halls of our Profound Green Immortal Sect."
Immortal cranes soared through the sky, while spirit apes roared among the mountains.
Shi Yue narrowed his eyes and looked toward the island. Powerful restrictions had been set up in some places, making it impossible to see what lay within.
"One of your branch halls?" Shi Yue asked, slightly taken aback.
This island was enormous! It was the first time he had ever seen one so large.
Han Qingyue patted the white giant crane beneath her. It spread its wings and flew toward the island.
Before long, they landed on an immense Bluestone Plaza.
A hundred-zhang-tall Green Palace stood at the very front of the plaza. The three characters "Immortal Gathering Hall" were carved into the plaque above its entrance, their spiritual light flickering incessantly.
More than a dozen lavishly decorated pavilions stood on either side of the palace, and many cultivators came and went.
Shi Yue noticed that even the weakest cultivators here were at the Body Integration Realm. He also spotted several True Immortals.
Just one branch hall of the Profound Green Immortal Domain could probably sweep across the Lower Realm!
Two lifelike green stone lions stood at the entrance to the Immortal Gathering Hall. Strangely, their eyes kept moving, as though they were alive.
For some reason, Shi Yue felt as if someone could see right through him.
Han Qingyue took out a gleaming compass, sent a spell seal into