The First Pavilion Master

Banxia led Mo Chen through three vermilion-lacquered corridors, walking amid the clouds and mist.

Mo Chen looked beyond the corridor and saw a surging sea of clouds, within which seventy-two floating immortal islands could vaguely be seen constantly rising and sinking.

Banxia suddenly formed a hand seal. A green jade token flew from his sleeve and shot toward a bank of mist ahead.

Pop!

Ripples like water instantly spread through the void.

Then, an ancient floating bronze tree with gnarled branches suddenly appeared.

Three hundred and sixty-six silver leaves hung amid its branches, sparkling with starlight and shining with strange radiance.

"Senior Brother, look!"

Banxia's eyes lit up. Pointing at the floating bronze tree that had suddenly appeared at the center of the ripples, he said,

"This is a spatial artifact formed from a branch of the ancient World Tree. It is precisely the entrance to the Great Luo Truth-Preserving Mystic Realm."

"Oh? The Great Luo Truth-Preserving Mystic Realm?" Mo Chen perked up and carefully examined the ancient tree within the sea of clouds.

Strangely enough,

when he looked directly at the bronze tree, the sea of clouds before his eyes suddenly underwent a drastic change.

The seventy-two floating immortal islands seemed to encounter a spatial fold.

One island after another actually flew toward the center, piling atop one another in layer upon layer.

Yet with the slightest blink of his eyes, those islands returned to their original positions, as though they had never overlapped at the center of the sea of clouds.

"Were my eyes playing tricks on me?"

Mo Chen raised a brow slightly, closed his eyes and shook his head, then opened them again and looked toward the bronze tree.

The moment he did,

the sight of spatial overlap swept over him once more. One floating immortal