The meeting place Li Ling had chosen lay south of the Yan River, before an unnamed waterfall in the wilderness.
Water veins extended through the area, and the Great Lin River God's Divine Kingdom permeated it, making it easy to flee at any moment if things went wrong.
After arriving, Yin Changming found abundant water essence all around, as though a spiritual vein passed through the area. Geological shifts caused by an earthquake had created a broad, low cliff over a hundred zhang wide, with river water pouring down its middle to form a magnificent curtain.
The river descended from the sloping cliff at the very top like a sheer gauze canopy. Then the streams collided, sending spray surging back up and scattering through the air like mist.
Along several gentle slopes arranged like steps, hundreds upon thousands of tributaries, large and small, rushed together, their sounds intertwining into a grand natural symphony.
A figure in blue robes stood before the waterfall with his hands behind his back. His aura was elusive and indistinct, drifting like smoke, filled with an unfathomable mystery.
Yin Changming descended from the sky, and at first glance sensed a harmony akin to the unity of heaven and man.
Though this aura was faint and insubstantial, seemingly as feeble as a mortal's, it was certainly not something any mortal could display. With his Core Formation cultivation, he knew something of the characteristics of Nascent Soul elders. This was an exceptionally profound state of emptiness!
Yin Changming sighed in heartfelt admiration. "This elder has probably already reached the refining spirit, returning to emptiness realm. Even among Nascent Soul cultivators, he must be a formidable expert!"
He had met several Nascent Soul masters before, but they had all only recently attained that realm. None possessed such profound, ethereal