"Stop! This is Tianxuan Mountain. Outsiders are forbidden from entering without permission!"
A booming voice echoed across the mountain plain. Li Yang and the others, who were making their way up the mountain, looked toward the sound. A young man in a Daoist robe stood on a cliff face, glaring at them.
Li Yang called out, "We're disciples of the Qingxiao Sect. We're passing through Tianxuan Mountain and would like to stay here for a few days. Sorry for the trouble, brother, but could you go up the mountain and inform someone?"
The Qingxiao Sect was renowned throughout the land. Wherever its disciples went, merely stating their origins was enough to ensure no one dared slight them. This spared them many unnecessary conflicts.
The Daoist-robed man's expression shifted when he heard this. "Then wait right where you are. Don't try to force your way up the mountain."
"Of course. Don't worry."
Li Yang replied casually. He wasn't in a hurry to go up the mountain, so after answering the man, he turned and told the disciples to find somewhere to rest.
Only then did the Daoist-robed man turn and head up the mountain.
Zhang Ping sat down somewhere and looked up. Tianxuan Mountain towered into the heavens, its majestic, vast slopes stretching endlessly on either side. There was a great expanse of white rock halfway up the mountain. At first glance, it seemed hollow, as if a mountain were suspended high in the sky. Even standing at its foot, one couldn't help but be dazzled by the magnificent sight.
Bai Ninger came over to him and asked, "You've been frowning the whole way here. What exactly are you worried about? Senior Brother Li Yang is leading us, and we have so many people at the Nourishing Yuan Realm Fourth Layer.