After crossing a vast stretch of swamp, Chen Lin arrived in a mountain range.
The node leading to the Primal Plane was here.
However, the entire mountain range had been sealed off by a formation. Seen from afar, clouds and mist swirled around it, making it impossible to see what lay within.
After investigating the surrounding area, Chen Lin landed at the formation's entrance.
"Who goes there!"
The moment he landed, a guard noticed his unfamiliar face and stepped forward to question him.
"Someone from the Six Mysteries Sect."
Chen Lin waved Liu Rumian's token.
He had already used the Transformation Technique, giving himself a tall build and a square face.
He also released a faint trace of tyrant emperor artistic conception, lending himself an air of distinction.
The guard glanced at the token, then cupped his fist. "So you're a fellow cultivator from the Six Mysteries Sect. Please enter!"
They were only responsible for guarding the formation's entrance and preventing uninformed people from wandering in. Anyone who had come to explore the Primal Plane was outside their jurisdiction. Once those people reached the node, the powerful cultivators stationed there would verify their identities.
Chen Lin returned the salute and flew through the opening in the formation.
The scenery changed, and the clouds and mist vanished.
A cluster of buildings stood on the mountain peak before him. The summit had been flattened and fashioned into an enormous altar. Ripples spread through the space above it, radiating intense spatial fluctuations.
There was no need to ask. The altar was where the space node lay.
Chen Lin waited for a while and saw several figures enter through the formation one after another, flying straight toward the buildings below the altar.
He immediately followed them.
No one stopped him along the way. Three