At the summit of the Elders' Altar, endless spiritual power surged and formed a dazzling, multicolored spiritual storm. It was as though a vortex hung in the sky, revolving around this place.
Suddenly, space rippled, and a young man wearing a black cloak patterned with red clouds appeared. A lovely young woman stood beside him.
"Have you really decided not to come with me to the Southern Bright Continent?" Lin Chuan asked.
Ni Huanzhi smiled and shook her head. "The Southern Bright Continent is your homeland, and you want to return. But the Floating Spirit Domain is land I have protected for countless years, and I don't want to leave it either. Besides, if you, the master of the Floating Spirit Hall, just leave like this, someone has to stay behind and handle all those trivial matters for you, right?"
Lin Chuan shook his head helplessly, unsure of what to say. He could only stand at the summit of the Elders' Altar and gaze through the swirling spiritual storm at the river of stars.
Over this period, with the Floating Spirit Hall's help, Lin Chuan had established the Immortal Spirit Pavilion and infused it with a vast amount of immortal energy for cultivators of the Floating Spirit Domain to enter and cultivate. Maintaining it for a year or so would not be a problem. Beyond that, he had also tried using the Nine Heavens Mystic Jade to break the Elders' Altar's restraints on the five spirit elders, but the matter was not as easy as he had imagined.
This curse-like restraint had long since seeped deep into the souls of the five of them. It was simply beyond what he could touch with his current strength. Back when Ni Huanzhi had her soul extracted by the people of the Soul