"Was this the inside of the Dragon Transformation Pool?"
With a Sword Artifact on his back, Wang Yi'an raised his head in wonder. Bright stars dotted the dark, clear sky.
Among those stars, however, three shone the brightest, far larger than all those surrounding them.
As the starlight twinkled, the world within the Dragon Transformation Pool seemed to breathe, countless lights flickering with it.
"It should be. Everyone, be careful. We were far too rash just now, barging into Great Qian. If not for that strange bird, we probably would have been defeated before long."
Guan Ao swept a solemn gaze over their surroundings, his eyes passing over unfamiliar cultivators hurrying by in the distance as he warned them in a low voice.
The surrounding Myriad Phenomena Sect disciples all voiced their agreement.
Beside Guan Ao, Zhao Feng, dressed in plain robes, looked into the distance with a slightly grave expression.
There, shrouded in mist, a broad flight of lustrous white stone steps rose abruptly from the ground, leading upward tier by tier.
There were three thousand steps in all.
At the very top stood a pool identical to the Dragon Transformation Pool outside, though vastly different in size.
Focusing their sight, they could clearly see countless cultivators climbing the steps.
Some were fast, ascending several steps in practically the blink of an eye.
Others seemed frozen, standing blankly in place without moving for a long time.
Just then, a somewhat dim shaft of starlight suddenly descended from the sky.
The starlight plunged straight into the body of a Gold Core Cultivator standing nine hundred-odd steps up.
Joy appeared on the Gold Core Cultivator's face, and he then vanished into thin air from the steps.
The Myriad Phenomena Sect members who witnessed this could not help exchanging bewildered looks.
"What