The Xuanhuang Palace stood before him. Streams of air hanging from its eaves resembled True Dragons, radiating noble majesty. Its vermilion gates were tightly shut, concealing ancient secrets. Three hundred and sixty-five golden studs covered the doors, while a vertical plaque bore strange, profound characters Ji Hao could not recognize.
Though he could not read them, the meaning of those three words directly appeared in his mind:
"Yuxu Palace!"
There were nine ancient wells on each side. Every one of them was so deep that its bottom could not be seen, surrounded by jade railings as though to prevent anyone from approaching easily.
Looking down into the wells, he saw darkness rolling and churning in their unfathomable depths, like ancient and terrifying vortices leading to indescribably dreadful places.
"So this is the legendary Yuxu Palace where Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi lived. It really is a fine place. Too bad Mang King Kong later used it to grow grapes!" Ji Hao still had the mood to joke.
Fortunately, Meng Qi had not yet become the second Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi. Otherwise, he would definitely have hung Ji Hao up and beaten him a hundred million times!
"Leave a mark here. I'll come back another time!"
Fortune Power transformed into a mark and branded itself onto one of the ancient wells.
This was a Fortune Aura mark. The next time he entered The Sage Who Transcended Samsara, he would be able to appear at the marked location immediately.
After all, The Sage Who Transcended Samsara was enormous. It contained not only the Real Realm, but also the Nine Netherworlds, the Heavenly Realm, and the Heavens and Myriad Realms. It was no less vast than Above the Firmament, perhaps even grander. If he let the Fishing Hook drift with the current, who knew what he