The four grand characters—Floating Grotto-Heaven—stood at one corner of the mountain summit's entrance.
The script carried a trace of profound intent. As the sun and moon's radiance turned through the sky, that intent seemed to glow from within, making the words Floating Grotto-Heaven leap into view, clearly visible even from a great distance.
Lu Qing stopped. There were not many disciples queued outside the Floating Grotto-Heaven, but upon arriving, he could already faintly hear the countless voices speaking within.
Before coming, Lu Qing had made preparations as well.
Among the many grotto-heavens here, the Floating Grotto-Heaven ranked among the finest.
Within it lay myriad phenomena and myriad spirits, transforming at will. It possessed a vast, majestic charm of heaven and earth, rich with the aura of laws. Thus, it imposed certain requirements on the cultivation of those entering it.
He entered the mountain.
Lu Qing headed toward the entrance.
Unlike elsewhere, no great halls or palace towers had been built within the mountain peak.
Only after entering did one realize how vast the mountain truly was.
The moment he stepped inside, a figure slowly condensed upon the ground of this floating mountain peak. It was ethereal and indistinct, its features unclear, yet one could tell it was the silhouette of a human.
Yet the people around it seemed to turn a blind eye to its presence.
Lu Qing watched the scene, his thoughts stirring.
Its voice lacked spirit. It glanced at the token Lu Qing had taken out first. "Follow me."
There was no polite small talk. It went straight to the point as soon as it spoke.
Following behind it, Lu Qing discovered that this wisp of a figure was neither demon nor human. Instead, it somewhat resembled the mountain spirits and strange creatures mentioned in tales he had