Zhao Min and Li Yan walked side by side, with Qianji behind them. Along the way, they encountered cultivators of the Tianli Clan and patrolling guards. Some respectfully saluted Zhao Min, including one patrol.
Two other patrols still stopped the three of them. Once Zhao Min and Li Yan produced their tokens, however, the guards' expressions changed dramatically, and they all bowed to the pair.
Although many years had passed since Zhao Min came to the Tianli Clan, she rarely wandered around the clan grounds, so relatively few people knew her.
Still, she had been in the Tianli Clan for a long time. Rarely going out did not mean never going out, and naturally, some people recognized her as "Prince Li's" wife!
With these intermittent stops, the three left the mountain where they lived. After walking for a little less than half the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they climbed halfway up another mountain.
The view before Li Yan suddenly opened up. An enormous platform projected from the mountainside, stretching several hundred li before him. One glance told him it was not naturally formed.
For cultivators, constructing such a vast platform would not take much time. If it did not have to withstand attacks from cultivators' techniques while also looking beautiful and majestic, building it would have been even easier.
After ascending the final stone step, the three saw an enormous, translucent formation enveloping the platform. Li Yan's divine sense could only discern the outlines of the scenery there, not the situation inside the formation.
He could vaguely make out flickering lights within, but heard nothing, as the formation isolated all sound. The formation itself was not concealed; its operation was visible to the naked eye.
Like an enormous dark-yellow dome, the formation covered the platform