Immortal Realm, Young Master Death-Defying. The dusk deepened, and the end of the long street came into view.
A black-tiled, white-walled pavilion stood quietly at the center of Divine City. Though it lacked dazzling gold-and-jade embellishments, it possessed an otherworldly, ancient simplicity all its own.
Above the entrance hung a white-jade plaque, upon which four lines of poetry were written in silver-hook-and-iron-stroke calligraphy: "The perilous tower rises a hundred feet high; with my hand, I can pluck the stars. I dare not speak loudly, lest I startle the immortals in heaven."
Between the lines, traces of Immortal Dao Law faintly flowed, stirring resonance throughout the void.
"Let's go."
Luo Guyin's sleeves fluttered as she led everyone inside.
They had expected the pavilion to be packed with distinguished guests, but what greeted their eyes was an entirely different scene—the grand hall was empty and spacious, the corridors deep and secluded, and only a few wisps of clear smoke drifted upward.
Several maids in plain skirts came forward and bowed gracefully. "Greetings, fairy Luo. Greetings, honored guests."
Shen Qiu looked around the deserted grand hall and raised his brows slightly. "This is the Gathering Worthies Pavilion? Why is it so deserted? There isn't even a person in sight."
The maid in charge smiled faintly and spoke in a gentle voice. "Honored guest, you may not know this, but the interior of this pavilion was personally arranged by a formation grandmaster. It incorporates several thousand spatial divine stones and forms a world of its own. Please look—"
Everyone gazed in the direction she indicated.
At the very center of the grand hall, a divine tree ten thousand zhang tall actually floated in the air! Its branches and leaves shimmered with dazzling radiance, while more than a hundred small worlds hung quietly upon its