Words Become Law, and All Things Renewed.
Golden light suddenly blazed within the Bamboo Forest.
Countless runes surfaced between the veins of the leaves, some sinking and some floating, their flickering lights weaving together like a magnificent chapter written by Heaven and Earth themselves.
"It turns out this is where the Formation Eye is."
Shen Yun's gaze sharpened just as the thought arose in his mind.
Hundreds and thousands of golden beams abruptly converged, condensing into a Divine Bridge in the void that silently stretched forward.
At the far end of the bridge, a strange space quietly unfolded. Radiant light shimmered within it, hazy and indistinct, impossible to see clearly.
"Follow me."
Master of the Three Immortals Cave's wide sleeves fluttered as he stepped onto the Divine Bridge first, walking across it as though it were level ground.
Everyone closely followed, proceeding in single file.
The instant they stepped into the radiance, a clear medicinal fragrance swept over them.
The fragrance had countless layers, elegant and far-reaching. It was impossible to distinguish which spirit medicine it came from, yet with merely a light sniff, the Magic Power all over his body became several points more active.
"Is this Wanhua Garden?" Shen Yun stopped and gazed at it.
The scenery before him was even more wondrous than he had imagined.
The terrain within the garden rose and fell in a staggered arrangement, like layers of Heaven's Stairs, forming a world of its own.
Looking up, the east stretched for thousands of miles in golden splendor, as though it were midsummer. In the west, fine snow fell soundlessly while Qiong Flowers drifted through the air... All existed beneath the same sky, yet their climates were entirely different, each remaining in its own place without disturbing the others.
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