Immortal Alliance Headquarters!
Cheng Buzheng maintained the low-profile demeanor expected of a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator throughout his journey, cautiously arriving before a sprawling palace complex.
Above the door frame of the palace hall before him hung a plaque wreathed in mysterious light, inscribed with the words "Myriad Treasures Pavilion."
At this moment.
Many cultivators were entering and exiting from time to time. Most wore expressionless faces, yet their brisk footsteps and the glint of satisfaction in their eyes were unmistakable.
Clearly, the many cultivators who came here were quite content.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate and walked straight toward the main hall.
Upon entering the hall, he saw that the vast space was completely empty, save for cultivators soaring upward or descending directly.
The entire hall resembled a landing and takeoff zone for cultivators.
The palace itself stood nine stories high, with circular corridors lining every floor.
This scene was somewhat different from what Cheng Buzheng had imagined.
He had originally assumed there would be receptionists or some sort of instructional items.
Clearly, he had overthought it!
Although he had never entered the Myriad Treasures Pavilion before, his many years of cultivation had taught him to be cautious and reserved in his speech and actions.
This allowed him to face this unfamiliar situation without a hint of panic.
Likewise, he did not randomly inquire with the passing cultivators.
Cheng Buzheng paced slowly, casting his peripheral vision toward the various cultivators.
Most of those cultivators were in the Foundation Establishment Realm; as for Golden Core True Persons, he dared not glance at them casually, not even with his peripheral vision.
He watched as those cultivators tapped their feet lightly, soaring like great birds toward the secret chambers on different floors. They would pull open stone gates covered in