(I found some time to look at the Mortal comic I drew before, and realized the Human World arc was actually better than the Spirit World arc!)
Four days later, the Heavenly Jade Boat flew over an endless expanse of the Primeval Forest. Spirit Daoist gathered all the disciples, arranged them in formation, and reminded them once more of the precautions they needed to take before guiding the Heavenly Jade Boat slowly downward. Gradually, a vast stretch of primeval woodland appeared before them. Below lay giant trees as far as the eye could see, all looking a thousand years old. Some were even nearly as large as the great tree in Senior Brother Liu Hang's Tranquil Valley. Directly beneath them, amid the enormous trees, stood a gigantic dome of five-colored light. Mist swirled within it, obscuring everything inside. Near the dome stood numerous imposing wooden buildings, their massive timber structures stretching for several miles. At the center of the buildings was an enormous raised platform, around which many purple-robed cultivators stood guard.
The Heavenly Jade Boat descended straight toward the platform. The guards below caught sight of its immense form and cried out in astonishment. Cultivators all around the platform looked up at the sky, one after another, letting out startled exclamations.
"Look! What's that?!"
"Whoa! What a huge Flying Dharma Artifact!"
"Isn't that a little too big?"
"Which sect are those disciples from?!"
"..."
"Silence! Reception disciples, welcome our guests!" A voice rang through the air. It was not particularly loud, but it reached the ears of every disciple on guard with perfect clarity.
Then a streak of red light shot from a building beside the platform and stopped at its edge, revealing an old man dressed in red robes. The cultivators on guard hurried over and formed ranks