There was no excitement, no joy.
At the instant of his breakthrough, there was only one emotion in both body and mind: tranquility—an indescribable tranquility.
It was neither of the soul nor the body, but of realm.
Mysterious Immortal meant immortality, but it also meant mastery over space.
In other words, the reality that living beings could perceive could no longer restrain one. Space itself had already lost its meaning to a Mysterious Immortal; nothing in this world could ever shake them again.
Unless one achieved this realm oneself, it was difficult to describe.
After savoring that comfort for a moment, Li Su's will returned. No longer entranced by that realm, he turned his gaze back to reality.
He was still within the grotto-heaven of the preliminary competition, but his sight was no longer confined. With a single glance, he saw through this small space and looked directly toward the Other Shore where Witch City stood.
That place had changed beyond recognition.
Just as Li Su had guessed earlier, something had happened.
The grand, ancient Witch City was gone, replaced by vast stretches of rubble and ruined walls. The entire city had suffered immense devastation.
There were no corpses to be seen. Even if there had been any, nothing much was likely to remain after such destruction.
It had not simply been destroyed. Judging from the traces, a great battle had erupted—and a clash between powerhouses at the Taiyi level. Otherwise, Witch City would not have ended up like this.
Although much of Witch City consisted of ordinary buildings, some areas were different. They were extremely sturdy, built from special materials and infused with bones carved with witch patterns. Though they could not compare to cities sculpted by cultivators using formations, their nature was not all that different.
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