After the Tianli Clan occupied this region, generations had continued to refine and reinforce it. By now, it could be called impregnable as gold soup. So long as no superpower came attacking, they had long had no problem holding onto this foundation.
The Tianli Clan needed to grow ever stronger here, and they had likewise established their own allied forces. If certain superpowers wanted to take them down, they too would have to suffer torn sinews and broken bones, to say nothing of the fact that their allies were primarily the ferocious Demon Race...
Deep within this incomparably damp forest lay a region spanning several thousand miles, a world apart from its surroundings. Yet from the outside, it still appeared to be nothing but an endless sea of towering ancient trees.
It was, in fact, an extraordinarily powerful clan-protecting grand formation that the Tianli Clan had laid down after generations of pouring in inexhaustible resources.
Within the formation was already a blessed land of caves and heavens. Immortal qi lingered in the air, pavilions and towers stood in harmonious array, and flowing water babbled beneath little bridges, making sweet and pleasing sounds. From time to time, birds and cultivators flew across the sky shrouded by the formation.
This day, night had already fallen. Within the Tianli Clan's grand formation, brilliant lamps shone like countless stars. In one rather large three-courtyard residence, night-luminescent pearls cast gentle rays of light from different rooms.
This was one of the clan's Qing'a King Residences. Within the Tianli Clan, there was more than one Qing'a King Residence. Though a Qing'a King did not emerge in every generation, there had been quite a few over the years.
The Qing'a King Residence before them now belonged to Li Yan. Li Yan himself knew absolutely nothing about this.