Yun Huang gave a soft scoff, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. With a sweep of his sleeve, the layers upon layers of restrictions around Langhuan Clear Void parted on their own like clouds and mist.
Yun Qing turned to look at the string of little brats behind him, who were clearly beginning to get restless. The smile in his double pupils was gentle, yet it sent a chill down Yun Jinglei's back.
Danger, danger, danger! Can't any of you feel it?! Yun Jinglei screamed silently.
"What are you all standing around for? Come along. Follow your eldest brother into Langhuan Clear Void." Yun Qing paused slightly, his smile growing gentler still.
Then he turned back and seized a certain orange-haired fellow whose behavior defied all explanation, his face positively "sunny."
The instant they stepped into Langhuan Clear Void, the clamor outside was cut off. Rich innate spiritual energy enveloped them like warm water, while the breeze carried the fresh, soothing scents of the Jade Spring and immortal flowers. A single breath brought peace to the mind.
As Yun Qing led the group through the restrictions, those behind him visibly fell quiet for a moment.
Even the most rambunctious among them instinctively reined in their casual manners upon entering His Majesty's private domain, looking every bit the picture of courtesy and propriety. Yun Shuanghua even straightened his clothes without thinking, afraid that some part of his attire might be less than impeccable.
Following Yun Qing, the group passed through the drifting spiritual mist and along a white-jade corridor. Suddenly, the view ahead opened up.
A meticulously tended Immortal Plants Garden quietly unfolded before their eyes.
At its center stood an ancient blue-green tree, its branches gnarled and powerful, its leaves a deep, lustrous shade like the finest emerald. It was hardly