As soon as Jiang Ping stepped into the Heavenly Heart Cave, the scene before him shifted in an instant.
A flash of light struck his eyes, making him squint.
Once his eyes adjusted, he realized he seemed to be in another world.
Lush vegetation flourished nearby, with strange flowers and plants everywhere, their refreshing fragrance filling the air.
The fragrance seemed to calm the mind. Even with Jiang Ping's terrifying Dao practice, he felt unusually serene, without a single stray thought.
Jiang Ping looked up and saw ten towering peaks rising into the clouds, magnificent and imposing.
There was little soil or vegetation on their surfaces, which were somewhat smooth and densely engraved with Runes.
Only then did Jiang Ping understand. Though the Ten Peaks were called mountains, they were actually giant meteorites the Qingling Founder had brought from beyond the heavens.
Buzz! Buzz!
A faint sound like thunder reached him, and Jiang Ping was soon moved. The Ten Peaks seemed to be breathing.
He studied them closely and discovered that the Runes on each mountain were circulating, forming a special great array on each one.
Ji Wushuang knew his way around. He was the first to rise into the air and fly toward one of the peaks, but halfway there, he turned back and called to Jiang Ping:
"Stop staring. Pick any mountain you like."
Fang Xin stood beside Jiang Ping, a delicate fragrance wafting from her. "The top of each mountain is where you seek the Dao," she said in a clear voice. "You need only resonate with it using your own Dao art to activate the great array and enter the dream at once."
With that, she too turned into a streak of light and flew away.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The heavenly prides flew toward the mountains