After everyone entered the Secret Realm, they found that the space was not particularly large, only about ten million li across. Sparse grass and trees grew within it, but there were no animals. The most eye-catching sight was a towering mountain in the center of the space, roughly a thousand zhang high.
At the mountain's summit was a platform about a hundred li wide, upon which stood a small courtyard with several thatched cottages.
"The spirit qi here... is so dense." Feng Jun instinctively stopped circulating the spirit qi within him. "If I don't keep it under control, I'm going to suffer Spirit Qi Intoxication."
Spirit Qi Intoxication was something low-level cultivators could easily encounter in high-quality Spirit Lands. He was not exaggerating; at most, he sounded a little inexperienced.
Yet no one mocked him. First, low-level cultivators were indeed forbidden from entering Spirit Lands like this. Second, no one believed Feng Jun's sect lacked such a place—those great powers of high cultivation could not possibly have appeared from nowhere.
Thus, Feng Jun's remark was merely simple praise. Those cultivators who truly lacked any foundation would instead find it difficult to speak—either out of envy and jealousy, or because they were too self-conscious to say anything.
The others were focused on different matters. Xuanyuan Buqi remarked, "The entire mountain is a cave abode? A Formation Dao Secret Realm truly is extraordinary."
"The entire Secret Realm is a cave abode," Hewi replied casually. "This Secret Realm certainly cannot compare to the Xuanyuan Clan's Heavenly Mechanism Cave, but there was no helping it. No matter how large a cave abode was, the Formation Dao could not support it."
"The Xuanyuan Clan's Heavenly Mechanism Cave was destroyed by your sect cultivators long ago," Xuanyuan Buqi replied blandly. The conflict between clan cultivators and