As far as the eye could see lay immortal palaces, beautiful beyond compare. The spiritual energy contained between heaven and earth was so light and nourishing that even breathing it in could nurture the flesh.
The vitality and transformations contained within left Su Che somewhat astonished.
Not to mention the rosy clouds in the east, or the immortal cranes occasionally patrolling the skies. Everything pointed to the extraordinary nature of this place. It was a genuine immortal abode, nothing like a devil realm such as the Blood River Realm.
Could it be that the spatial fragment he had occupied had ultimately been captured by an immortal abode like this and fused into one whole?
Back when Su Che had been in the Yellow Heaven Sect, he had perused many classics and learned that the so-called Void truly carried something of the nature of supreme goodness being like water. One of its laws was that Void fragments tended to reassemble into larger wholes.
From this perspective, smaller Void fragments would continuously drift toward larger ones until they eventually reconnected into a single expanse.
Of course, the speed varied—some fast, some slow. Otherwise, there would not be so many tales in the cultivation world of people trapped in Void fragments until the end of their days.
Su Che knew he was exceedingly fortunate. The Void fragment he had occupied had completed its reassembly in merely a few dozen days.
Many people had to wait decades for such a result.
What concerned Su Che even more was the immortal abode before him.
If nothing unexpected had happened, this should have been the abode built long ago by a predecessor of the Celestial Master Sect.
Su Che also knew exactly who this predecessor was.
One of the Three Officials Grand Emperors of the Ancient