Inside the palace, the formation's spiritual qi drifted slowly through the air like gauze.
Traces of Dao essence flickered in and out of sight all around, and golden motes floated through the hall.
True Person Taihua sat on a high chair, resonating with the surrounding Dao essence.
His breathing was steady, each inhalation and exhalation drawing the Dao essence within the hall into motion.
Ordinary people could not even withstand the radiance of Dao essence by approaching it, let alone resonate with it.
Even powerful cultivators had to bow their heads here.
Yet at this moment, even True Person Taihua, surrounded by Dao essence, abruptly rose to his feet.
The tremor in his heart left him faintly uneasy.
He had felt this before, when he investigated the Bai Family Ancestor for Drunken Floating Life.
Back then, he had sensed that place was a nest of trouble.
He had never expected that, after being away for so long, he would still feel this.
It baffled him.
What exactly had happened for him to be drawn into such a vortex?
He raised a hand, intending to attempt a divination and uncover the cause.
But before he could divine the reason, an aura suddenly soared into the sky from the direction of the Bai Family.
The aura was vast, shaking all quarters.
The spiritual qi within the hall instantly fell into disorder, and the motes of Dao essence scattered in all directions.
The aura blotted out the sky and sun, bearing down as though the heavens were collapsing.
Then it locked onto him. A figure followed, walking through the air, his steps slow yet crossing a thousand miles in an instant, arriving above the Immortal Gate.
Then his voice spread throughout the Immortal Gate, like thunder rolling through the clouds.
"**Taihua, come out