That was a place surrounded by layer upon layer of roots.
Wang Qi could roughly tell that these things resembled the root system of that giant tree, though there were certain differences. These slender roots were tangled and intricate, like some kind of nervous system.
And the "people" floated among those roots.
The several creatures in the image all belonged to different species. They floated amid those roots. The roots pierced deep into their bodies, entwining with nerves, blood vessels, meridians, and even muscle. The boundary between themselves and the outside world had long since blurred.
At the same time, steel had been embedded in their flesh and blood. Those metal components seemed to be parts of some precision machine. They formed these cultivators' "skeletons."
Flesh, roots, metal. Two foreign objects and one living creature coexisted in such harmony, as though it had been that way from the very beginning.
Wang Qi could not even tell whether this was a biotech aesthetic or a cyberpunk aesthetic anymore.
These people floated there, occasionally bobbing up and down. Wang Qi noticed that they seemed to be in an environment filled with liquid.
Long-haired Immortal waved a claw and paused the image. "This is the state of the Immortals within the Savior Devil Realm."
Wang Qi was somewhat puzzled. "Where is this? Where exactly are they?"
Long-haired Immortal waved a claw. The "camera"—or rather, the observer's perspective—rapidly pulled back. Wang Qi saw that those roots formed a clustered sphere. A layer of membrane enveloped this hollow sphere.
It looked rather like a transparent container filled with brain matter.
And that membrane itself seemed to be tumbling endlessly within a turbulent current.
As the "camera" continued to retreat, countless roots actually intruded into the image from all four edges.
Wang Qi understood in an