Zhang Miaoyu drew deep breaths, not because she was nervous, but because the concentration of spiritual power was so outrageous. To exaggerate a little, she felt as though she were breathing in spirit stones with every breath.
Naturally, she had entertained countless fantasies about the legendary Eighteen Immortal Sects.
Splendid buildings, high-level cultivators, rare treasures and exotic beasts, beautiful scenery.
Unsurprisingly, the Heavenly Derivation Sect had all of these, and in a way that made her think-huh? They even have this? Is this real?
Zhang Miaoyu finally understood that saying-people could never imagine things they had never seen.
Perhaps she really had seen too little of the world. The Heavenly Derivation Sect made Zhang Miaoyu feel as though she were having some strange, fantastical dream.
Especially at the instant she saw a spirit vein formed from an immense mass of spiritual power, like surging seawater, stream down and strike the Heavenly Derivation Sect's Mountain-Guarding Grand Array.
Zhang Miaoyu could muster no emotion other than shock.
Only now did she truly understand Central Province's Eighteen Immortal Sects.
They stood so far ahead that cultivators could spend their entire lives striving and never even catch sight of their dust.
Of course, Zhang Miaoyu was not the only one who was shocked.
Li Yingling and Li Xingtian, both visiting for the first time, were equally stunned.
But amid her shock, Li Yingling wore a breezily composed expression. Perhaps she did not want to reveal to Zhang Miaoyu that she, too, was a country bumpkin, or perhaps she did not want to give Li Xingtian something to laugh at.
Li Yingling breathed lightly, with great restraint, and surveyed her surroundings with a calm, appreciative gaze.
Li Xingtian rarely showed any expression, and this moment was no exception, but the way he kept looking all