The scene before them soon changed.
Below, a rolling sea of clouds came into view, revealing a vast, verdant land through the swirling gaps.
Mountain ranges wound like dragons' spines, and rivers glittered like silver threads.
Gray Gray peered down curiously.
It was completely different from that so-called "C-37" from before.
It sniffed hard.
Mm... plenty of spiritual energy. Now this was the Immortal Realm it had imagined, with beautiful surroundings and abundant spiritual energy.
Still... being beside Master Si Chen was more comfortable, more refined.
It stole a glance at Si Chen beside it and muttered inwardly:
If only it could pen Master Si Chen up and take a sniff every day...
That thought was simply too... ahem, too outrageously treasonous.
Si Chen also sensed how different this stretch of heaven and earth was.
He nodded. "Now this is more like it."
If the Immortal Realm was all like "C-37," what was the point of ascension?
This was how it ought to be.
Abundant spiritual energy, brimming with life.
No wonder those red-armored cultivators, despite their high cultivation, always felt inferior to the geniuses of the Lower Realm to him.
After all, if born in an environment like this, even a pig from the Eastern Region might muddle its way into Foundation Establishment, or even form a core.
This thought made Si Chen even more certain of one thing: he would bring his family and friends up here.
But... it was not time yet.
He would scout the way first and find out what this so-called "Immortal Realm" really was, and whether it was safe.
Besides...
Having come to this new world, he had no worries holding him back.
He did not have to fear a fight affecting the people he cared about, or worry that too much commotion