They Have Arrived

Within the boundless forest stood towering, colossal trees that pierced the clouds.

They rose in dense ranks, as though holding up a green firmament.

The instant Mo Chen stepped into the Forest Plane, immortal qi as thick as honey surged through his nostrils and into his lungs.

This immortal qi was so dense it was staggering; it had actually condensed into white mist clearly visible to the naked eye.

Because its concentration was too high, the white mist could not drift lightly through the air at all.

Instead, it all sank heavily to the ground, turning into a rolling sea of silver-white.

The roots of ancient trees ten thousand zhang tall were soaked in this vast ocean of immortal qi.

From afar, they looked as though they grew above the clouds—dreamlike and illusory, carrying an otherworldly air.

"The immortal qi here is indeed more than ten times denser than in the Immortal Realm!"

Mo Chen took a deep breath, feeling the incomparably dense immortal qi flow through his body. He felt utterly refreshed, strength filling every limb and bone.

He steadied himself and tried circulating the Chaotic High-Grade Qi Refining Art. The pores across his body abruptly opened.

The previously tranquil immortal qi suddenly seemed to ignite, surging madly as countless silver dragons came whistling toward him.

In the blink of an eye, the immortal qi gathered rapidly, like a fierce whale opening its maw to drink water, forming a massive tornado vortex.

This tornado vortex rushed at astonishing speed directly into every pore of Mo Chen's body.

Mo Chen felt as though his body had become a bottomless pit, greedily devouring the endless immortal qi flooding toward him.

The immortal qi raced and circulated through his body before finally converging in his inner universe, where it was stored.

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