At a point three hundred zhang above the ground on the sheer cliff face was a pitch-black cave entrance. Pei Yuan led Lu Ye here, stopped, and pointed at it. "Fellow Daoist Lu, enter through this cave, and you will reach the Sacred Land. Quite a few Spirit Pattern Masters have gathered within already, and perhaps even more will come in the future. I hope you will gain something from it."
"Many thanks, Sect Master Pei!" Lu Ye thanked him.
Pei Yuan had only been responsible for leading Lu Ye here and had no intention of going deeper inside. He soon turned and left.
Only after watching him depart did Lu Ye flash into the cave entrance. The passage inside was broad enough for several people to walk abreast. Through his Divine Sense, he could also sense abundant life gathered deeper within the cave. They were presumably Spirit Pattern Masters from all across the Nine Provinces, who had come to observe and cultivate.
Lu Ye headed straight inward. After walking for a full quarter hour, he finally faintly heard people talking ahead. Listening carefully, they seemed to be arguing about something.
He continued onward, and after a while, an enormous karst cavern came into view.
Specks of light shone all around, cast by strange stones embedded throughout the cavern. Rather than dark, the place was as bright as day.
At a glance, Lu Ye saw that quite a few people had gathered in the cave—at least a hundred. Some were clustered together, while others sat cross-legged before the cavern walls, studying them intently. There were also pairs seated opposite one another with a Jade Plate between them, each urging Spiritual Power as though competing against the other.
All manner of voices reached his ears, making the place exceptionally lively.
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