Viewed as a whole, this was clearly a broken-off mountain.
Though incomplete, it seemed to be only a corner of some vast mountain range.
Even so, it stretched for a million li.
Toward the rear of its middle section, two peaks rose straight into the sky.
The peak in front was shorter, while the one behind was taller.
Farther forward, several flat areas had been cleared amid the lush mountain range, with numerous houses and palaces built upon them.
Though there was not a single person or living creature there, and perhaps countless years had already passed, those palaces and buildings still looked brand-new.
Films of formation light shimmered here and there.
The areas shrouded in those films included the two peaks, as well as certain flat building sites.
There were all sorts.
They were too far away for He Pingsheng to discern the grades of these immortal formations.
"The front should be where the ordinary outer disciples lived!" Maiden Hong Luo suddenly spoke beside him. "Behind that is where the inner disciples lived, and farther back are the cultivation grounds of the core disciples and sect elders!"
"Of course, those are only our earlier conjectures. That isn't necessarily the case, but the layout of these buildings does look quite orderly!"
"Even if our guesses aren't accurate, they shouldn't be far off!"
He Pingsheng was startled. "Senior, you've been here before?"
"Yes!" Netherworld's avatar nodded. "To be precise, I haven't been here. My original body has!"
"Back then, she hadn't ascended yet and was still in the Mahayana Emperor Realm!"
"In the blink of an eye, six hundred thousand years have already passed!"
This time, He Pingsheng was truly numb.
No wonder so many people called Maiden Hong Luo the Human Race's undying old fossil.
She really was...
Very old!