Chronicles of the Cultivating God
Chapter 1157

Lake, Pavilions

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Just as Chen Chen stepped onto the black-and-white cushion, several piercing cries of grief came from an immeasurably distant place. Despair seeped through those cries, blasting apart the floating clouds in the sea of clouds and revealing the true appearance of all the palaces within it—there were nine in all.

Each palace was a different color: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white!

The cushion beneath Chen Chen's feet was also struck by those cries. After several violent sways, she nearly fell off!

Luckily, Kong Que reacted swiftly and grabbed Chen Chen off the cushion. By the time Chen Chen's feet touched solid ground, her back was already soaked through.

After that, Chen Chen and the others did not dare move rashly. They waited for a while, and when they heard no further disturbance, Kong Que finally smiled. "Let's go. If we don't leave now, people will be coming from behind."

With that, she was the first to step onto the cushion Chen Chen had just stood on. The black-and-white cushion immediately glided into the sea of clouds... Chen Chen and Junior Sister Yan did not dare delay either. Each chose a black-and-white cushion and followed Kong Que!

The cushions traveled incredibly fast, yet were extremely steady. Some kind of restriction seemed to be in place, for none of the three felt even the slightest breeze against their faces. In less than the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, they arrived one after another before a white palace. "This... how is this a palace?" Chen Chen jumped down from her cushion, looked at the ground beneath her feet, then at the wide-open palace gates, and could not help groaning. "The ground... the palace gates, and the entire palace... are all piled from white

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