As White Immortal stepped into the Training Ground.
The surrounding scenery began to change once again.
The entire Training Ground abruptly stretched outward in all directions, its edges continually rising higher.
Or perhaps the spot where White Immortal and Ye Guxian stood was sinking.
With a rumbling tremor, the Training Ground split apart, transforming into a landscape surrounded by four towering peaks.
The peak at the very center was slightly lower, its summit flat-another Training Ground.
Everyone was shaken by the sight before them.
They looked around, marveling again and again, all astonished that such immortal methods existed in this world.
Astonishment was only natural.
With a turn of the hand, heaven and earth changed color. How could they not marvel?
Unlike them, Chen Yi did not watch the spot where White Immortal and Ye Guxian stood. Instead, his gaze settled on White Immortal's Illusory Clone, which towered between heaven and earth.
He noticed that the Illusory Clone had made a slight movement when the scenery changed.
Its hands had formed a lotus seal.
Chen Yi did not understand it, but silently committed it to memory. This seems to be some secret method for controlling the "spirit."
Something like Du Cang's spirit-invocation secret art.
After a moment's thought, Chen Yi turned his attention to the Training Ground atop the central mountain.
Though it was extremely far away, when he looked, it seemed to be right before his eyes.
This was another "mind secret art" that affected vision.
By then, not only Chen Yi but everyone who had been making a racket had quieted down and turned to watch.
The "Snow Sword Lord," Ye Guxian, still stood tall in the arena, clad in white, his long hair secured with a white jade hairpin, the famed sword "Cold Abyss" in his hand.