Haotian Sect!
With heaven's existence, one held one's breath; with lofty ambitions, all under heaven found peace.
This meant that heaven and earth possessed their own righteous qi. When Vast Righteous Qi prevailed, all under heaven would be at peace—such was a grand and lofty aspiration.
These two lines of poetry had been written by the founding patriarch, Qi Haoran.
For tens of thousands of years, the Haotian Sect had always had Qi Haoran as its Sect Master. Yet though he bore the title of Sect Master, he rarely involved himself in the sect's affairs.
He spent most of his time in seclusion.
Within the Haotian Sect, it was generally the Vice Sect Master who called the shots.
When Xu Zimo and the others arrived atop a giant bird, they saw a sect amid swirling clouds and mist, like an immortal realm.
Yet the greatest difference between the sect and an immortal realm was that it was not ethereal and elusive, nor did it blaze with Immortal Might.
Instead, it carried an innate air of heaven and earth's vast righteousness.
The Haotian Sect's great gate was rectangular, predominantly blue. It had no roof, signifying boundlessness.
On either side of the gate stood two guards in long robes, each holding a red-tasseled spear.
As they stood there, their backs were straight, their chests thrust out and heads held high. They naturally carried an air that made one's eyes light up.
And if one's gaze passed through the great gate and looked farther inside, one would discover that the entire Haotian Sect was incomparably vast.
Their whole sect was surrounded by a special formation. This formation followed the Heavenly Dao, bringing health and blessings. It was an immensely auspicious formation.
"Interesting," Xu Zimo murmured twice.
Within the Haotian Sect, the building with