"Brother Yangping, that big brother, he..."
Watching Li Su disappear, the child in Yangping's arms could not help but speak.
Yangping stroked the child's head. Deeply shaken, he could not help looking in the direction Li Su had suddenly turned toward not long ago.
He knew very well that about five hundred li straight ahead lay the territory of Myriad Forms Palace.
Could it be?
Was it really possible?
Yangping did not dare think about it. It was simply too inconceivable, so strange that he did not know how to describe it.
That was Myriad Forms Palace—the nightmare of the Interception Sect disciples in Fengdu's outer city.
On the surface, it was nothing more than an organization of independent cultivators, but in truth, it had gradually been formed by disciples of some great sect. Its strength was terrifying. Leaving aside everything else, it alone had five Taiyi cultivators.
One had to know that although Fengdu City seemed to be a single whole, it was actually divided into three layers.
The outer city, the middle city, and the inner city.
They corresponded respectively to Nether Script grades ten, nine, and eight; seven, six, and five; and four, three, and two.
Normally, the outer city was dominated by Celestial Immortals, while True Immortals were the most common in the middle city. Taiyi cultivators were basically all gathered in the inner city.
Nor was it only Nether Script. The opportunities within the Underworld also improved the closer one got to the center of Fengdu.
For instance, the Heavenly Court Jade Nectar worth ten Yin Gold Essences was not sold in either the outer or middle city. Only by entering the inner city could one purchase it.
And getting in there was extremely difficult.
For example, entering the middle city required comprehending three eighth-grade