After walking a short distance farther, he saw the gates of the Panshen Heavenly Palace.
The gates were not ornate. About ten meters wide, they were flanked by massive stone pillars three to four meters thick. Though simple, they possessed a commanding presence that inspired involuntary awe.
Simple, but far from ordinary. The arrangement of the gates alone made it clear that the palace master of the Panshen Heavenly Palace was no common soul.
The entrance bustled with activity, with many cultivators streaming inside. Quite a few others, however, were heading back the way Lu Feng had come, evidently drawn by the commotion Liu Xiaofei and Sun Jiuyang had caused.
Lu Feng silently surveyed his surroundings again. Everyone said the Panshen Heavenly Palace's formations were formidable, its Five Elements formation combining the mountain-protecting formations of the Five Qi Mystic Sects. He wanted to see whether his Mystic Origin Bright Dao Eye could reveal anything about it.
Unfortunately, perhaps because of the grand gathering, the Five Elements formation had been deactivated, leaving him unable to see anything. He stopped using his technique and headed toward the gates.
As soon as he approached, he noticed people pointing at him and talking in low voices. "Look, that Green-Haired Monkey is A Thread of Light Beneath the Feet. He only appeared recently, and nobody knows where he came from, but he's incredibly strong. Nobody at his level can beat him, and his escape methods are absolutely first-rate. All you see is a thread of light, and even profound immortals can't do anything about him. They say even a golden immortal tried and failed to catch him."
"So he's A Thread of Light Beneath the Feet? Why is he a green-haired monkey? Could he be from the Monster Tribe?"
"Are you an idiot? How would