Incarnation and True Form, Heavenly Palace and Underworld (Part 2)

At an altitude of nearly a thousand li, in the heavenly domain only cultivators above the Walking the Void realm were qualified to enter, everything was a pure, deep blue. Now and then, Aurora Yuan Magnetism swept up streaks of color, yet amid it floated an abrupt patch of plain white, as though some immortal had casually lifted clouds from the layer of astral winds.

Looking down from above, one could see an octagonal pavilion standing within those "clouds." Wisps of pale smoke drifted from all sides, peaceful and serene. Lu Suhua, dressed in a blue robe with her hair bound up, held a scroll and turned its pages slowly. The fierce light at such heights was enough to blind an ordinary person, but to her, it merely made things bright and open.

At that moment, a certain sensation in her heart drew her attention away from the fragrance of ink and the words on the page. She was somewhat puzzled, but swiftly understood.

Setting the scroll on a stone table beside her, she rose and left the pavilion, standing at the cloud's edge as she gazed into the distance. From a height of over a thousand li, separated by a hundred-li black storm and layers of thick earth, she naturally could see nothing. Yet the nearly piercing sensation in her bones and blood allowed her to judge the rough direction, and no more.

"She had prepared herself thoroughly enough."

No longer appearing through an incarnation, but reverting to her Yang God dharma body instead, the other party must have borrowed the dense yin energy and earth-vein vital energy within the Graveyard of Grudges to conceal herself. Blurring her location was secondary; the most important thing was reducing the chance of exposing her foundations to the lowest possible level. Lu