"You have a keen eye, fellow Daoist." Tai Zhen chuckled, then sent a magic seal toward the two of them. "Come with me." With that, he stepped into the void ahead.
Chu Mo raised an eyebrow. Recognizing the magic seal as some sort of permit, he followed him inside. In an instant, heaven and earth transformed, and a hanging mountain spanning countless miles appeared before him, floating above a sea of clouds.
The ancestral grounds of the Tribulation Deliverance Sect, Cloudsea Hanging Mountain.
Just as he was studying how this place differed from the present-day Tribulation Deliverance Sect, Li Hui spoke first from behind him, his voice excited. "Is this Cloudsea Hanging Mountain?"
"They say 'Cloudsea' means this place is as elusive and shifting as clouds, able to move at will and appear anywhere. 'Hanging Mountain' means it hangs high above the Present World, leaving people unable to find it."
Tai Zhen smiled without replying.
Suddenly, a woman in a splendid dress, her beauty enough to topple a city, appeared beside them. Her gaze swept over Chu Mo and Li Hui before she asked, "Tai Zhen, what is this?"
"I brought two young friends in from outside," Tai Zhen replied. He turned toward Chu Mo, utterly unconcerned that his alias had been exposed, and explained:
"Dragonkind has gone mad these days, so I use a false name when traveling. You don't mind, do you, fellow Daoist Lin?"
"Of course I understand." Chu Mo nodded slightly, his expression unchanged. Using a false name was nothing more than a splash of water compared to what this Ancestral Vein would do in the future.
He looked at the woman. Her every movement could stir desire in people's hearts, as though she were the incarnation of countless emotions and thoughts, her form shifting amid