Leaving aside Dou Tian Emperor Venerable's thoughts, let us return to Li Su.
He was taken to an enormous immortal island, vast beyond measure, with a diameter exceeding several tens of thousands of li.
Special immortal vines grew everywhere here. Every single one was incomparably massive, covered in peculiar inscription patterns.
The spiritual energy here was exceedingly dense. Above the heavens seemed to hang a great waterfall, from which spiritual energy so concentrated it was nearly tangible continuously poured down. The Dao resonance between heaven and earth was even more astonishingly abundant.
He could sense that numerous formations had been arranged here. The most common were likely Spirit-Gathering Formations, lightly trembling without pause as they continuously drew in spiritual energy from a radius of tens of thousands of li, transforming this place at an astonishing rate.
It was certain that if this continued, then in at most a few years, this place would likely become comparable to a blessed grotto-heaven.
The concentration truly was too high. Even Li Su felt slightly uncomfortable.
There were quite a few people cultivating in these mountains.
Each occupied a mountain peak of their own. At the outermost edge were Celestial Immortals; further inward were True Immortals, then Taiyi, and finally Daluo.
From time to time, Li Su could see people swiftly retreating from within, heading directly to the outskirts, finding a mountain peak, and sitting down to cultivate.
A closer look revealed that something had already gone wrong with their physical bodies. More than half of them had directly turned rainbow-colored. That was not the result of cultivating some special technique, but a phenomenon of being assimilated by spiritual energy. If this continued, it would not be long before they collapsed and became part of the spiritual energy.
Watching the situation throughout the mountain