An immense shadow blotted out the sky, hovering silently before Shi Lan.
A layer of mysterious radiance enveloped the mountain range, emanating a profound Dao aura. It lifted the entire range free of the earth's restraints, leaving it suspended in midair.
Dense spiritual mist coiled around it. Standing far away, Shi Lan could already feel her innate spiritual body stretching in delight.
With a single step, Shi Lan entered the immortal mountain. Before her lay scattered towers and pavilions, their rooftops gleaming like brocade beneath flowing rosy clouds. Auspicious qi filled the air.
Shi Lan's divine sense swept across the mountain, and her expression grew a little strange despite herself. The entire immortal mountain had been laid out with exceptional order: from the outer edges inward, the concentration of spiritual qi rose in stages.
Everything was here, from herb gardens to alchemy and artifact-forging halls, as well as living quarters. The layout suited her tastes perfectly and was a feast for the eyes.
Shi Lan casually pushed open the door of a room. Two cups of spiritual tea sat on the table inside, still giving off wisps of steam.
The entire immortal mountain was like a complete sect headquarters. Its origins were no longer known, but they certainly weren't aboveboard.
This was the system's usual style, and Shi Lan was gradually getting used to it.
At the very center of the mountain range lay a top-grade spiritual leyline, with spiritual marrow scattered everywhere. Nearly liquefied spiritual qi drifted through the air like twisting snakes.
Shi Lan sealed off the spiritual power around her to keep the injuries within her from healing, then scanned the space around her inch by inch.
The spatial fluctuations here were slightly unusual. There had to be a hidden spatial layer.
After searching carefully for a