"We came here to invite the sect master! Didn't I just tell you?" Lin Xuandao replied and started forward. But as soon as he moved, he seemed to remember something and stopped. Turning back to Li Xiaoya, he warned, "Don't speak out of turn or touch anything when we get there! Understand? This place is forbidden to low-ranking disciples like us. We aren't allowed to come here without a reason."
"All right, all right. You know what I'm like. Don't you trust me?" Li Xiaoya said carelessly.
It's precisely because I know what you're like that I'm saying this! Lin Xuandao thought. He said nothing more and led the way.
The two looked curiously around as they walked, gradually approaching the enormous palace. Only when they stood before it did Li Xiaoya realize that it was much larger than he remembered. Last time, Sister Qingxia had knocked him unconscious before he could get a proper look. How could this be called a palace? It was practically a small mountain. Anyone standing before it looked like a tiny grasshopper.
"Wow! This place is huge!" Lin Xuandao exclaimed in amazement.
"What are low-ranking disciples like you doing here? No shouting!" Suddenly, a tremendous voice rang through the air, so loud that Li Xiaoya's ears buzzed.
That sudden roar frightened Li Xiaoya and Lin Xuandao nearly out of their souls. Looking closely, they saw that two giants in gleaming silver armor had appeared beneath the massive palace gate at some point. Giants, or rather, two men far taller than ordinary people-nearly twice Li Xiaoya's height. Thick silver armor encased their entire bodies, with strange patterns traced in gold across its surface. Glowing stones of various colors were embedded in the centers of those patterns: Spirit Stones. The contours of the silver armor outlined