The so-called Immortal Gate within the white mist was, in truth, better described as an immortal path. Once ordinary people entered the mist, all they could see was a vast expanse of whiteness. When Feng Jun and the others circulated the spiritual energy within their bodies, a road immediately appeared before them.
The road had no fixed width. For one cultivator, it was a little over a meter wide; when two cultivators traveled together, it could reach three meters in width, depending on how much spiritual energy they projected outward.
Huangfu Wuxia led three people—one Qi Refining Stage cultivator and two Martial Masters. Feng Jun, meanwhile, brought Mi Yunshan, Yu Changzhu, Chen Junsheng, Yun Buyao, Jing Qingyang, and Shangguan Yunjin, making eleven people in total.
After entering the white mist, they followed the winding path for over two li before the view suddenly opened up. Before them was a plaza covering nearly a hundred mu, with roughly a thousand people visible at a glance.
At the other end of the plaza stood seven or eight checkpoints, each staffed by people conducting inspections.
Though there were many people here, the place was not chaotic. Most had emerged from the white mist. There were lone travelers and groups alike. Some rested briefly in the plaza, while others headed straight for the checkpoints.
Feng Jun felt that it was a little like airport security before boarding a plane.
But he quickly realized that the comparison was not quite appropriate.
There were queues in front of all seven or eight checkpoints, yet Huangfu Wuxia led them toward a passage with no line at all.
A cultivator in fitted clothing immediately approached and asked them to present identification. Huangfu Wuxia then produced a black card bearing the two characters "Tiantong."
"So you are esteemed guests