Immortal Tower

The Mysterious Heaven Sect stood on the northwestern edge of Azure Province, on the North Mang Continent.

When Chen Xia descended into the forest and walked into the Mysterious Heaven Sect,

he saw mountain after mountain rising to the sky, wreathed in mist and veiled in an ethereal aura. No wonder this place is a giant of the Human Race's righteous path, he thought.

Even from a distance, he had seen how vast it was, with at least a hundred peaks. Primal Qi was abundant here, making it a blessed land.

There was a market here, too.

It was nowhere near the scale of the Heavenly Crafts Workshop, but it still drew plenty of people.

He passed through the outer market and headed farther in. He had meant to ask a disciple for information, but he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere in the Mysterious Heaven Sect today.

A stark white mourning banner hung above the mountain gate.

Every disciple coming and going, regardless of cultivation, wore mourning clothes and looked grief-stricken.

A heavy sorrow hung over the entire sect.

Chen Xia frowned slightly and stopped a disciple guarding the mountain. "Fellow cultivator, may I ask what happened in your sect?"

"You're from outside, aren't you?" the disciple said. "You wouldn't have heard. Elder Yao of the Mysterious Heaven Sect passed away recently..."

After asking a few more questions, Chen Xia learned that it was Elder Yao of Flowing Cloud Peak.

His lifespan had reached its end, and he had passed away in meditation.

Today was Elder Yao's funeral.

That Elder Yao... he's actually dead?

A wave of melancholy rose in Chen Xia's heart, and he went up to Flowing Cloud Peak to pay his respects.

From the conversations around him, Chen Xia learned quite a bit.

Elder Yao