"No one could take that treasure away. Back then..."
Wu Chu explained how Di Jun had paid the price of the Chaos Pearl to feed that treasure, allowing it to be successfully conceived.
"Under such circumstances, who could possibly steal it?" Wu Chu chuckled, then said to Red Cloud, "Old brother, you can sense for yourself what it is!"
Puzzled, Red Cloud closed his eyes and sent his spirit wandering.
Before long, Red Cloud's primordial spirit appeared atop Mount Buzhou. Quite a few figures had already gathered there, with Di Jun and Taiyi naturally among them.
Aside from them, there were also Nuwa, Fuxi, Taishang and his two brothers, and others.
At the summit of Mount Buzhou, where there should have been ice and snow, stood a stretch of palaces with red walls and glazed tiles. They flickered in and out of sight amid the clouds and mist, their eaves soaring high, jade pillars carved with dragons, immortal aura drifting through the air. The entire place was peaceful and serene...
Everyone glanced at Red Cloud, whose spirit was wandering within the Great Dao, then silently stared at the vast, unbroken palace complex perched atop Mount Buzhou yet floating in the clouds and void.
Unable to restrain themselves, some tried to slip inside to investigate and see whether there were any treasures within. Yet an invisible curtain of light blocked their way.
At last, Di Jun, who had been stunned by the floating palace complex, came back to his senses. He flew forward and stepped into the clouds, entering without encountering any obstruction.
The others tried to follow Di Jun inside, only to be stopped once more by a curtain of light. The Great Luo cultivators were left astonished, unable to understand what was happening.
Taiyi burst into laughter at the