Seven years later.
After crossing mountains and seas, Nanhua finally arrived at an immortal city on the frontier of the Three Thousand Immortal Territories. He narrowed his eyes and slowly spread his Immortal Sense across the entire city.
This remote immortal city unexpectedly had Heavenly Secrets converging within it, with auspicious clouds gathered year-round. Immortal mountains floated above the city, suspended waterfalls poured down from the void, and within a radius of myriad miles, spirit veins crisscrossed like dragons while immortal light darted back and forth like woven threads.
Immortal halls rose steeply toward the vault of heaven, and those guarding the city gates were all Tribulation Stage Cultivators. Even the most ordinary cultivators of the myriad races within the city recited Dao Script, while the ground beneath their feet contained Immortal Spirit Qi that continuously nourished their souls.
"Could this be a cultivation method that nourishes heaven and earth, applied to the fleshly bodies of all living beings... Which junior created such a Dao art? They have the makings of joining my Great Violet Luo Heaven Palace."
A sharp glint flashed through Nanhua's eyes. Seeking Immortality and Asking the Dao was, in the end, merely one branch of the Great Dao. His Heaven Deficient Southern Earth was sorely lacking prodigies who did not follow the beaten path.
His Immortal Sense continued to sweep through the city. Several immortal birds soared beneath the blue sky, Primordial Antiquity strange beasts slept in immortal pools, spirit trees burned with rosy radiance, and waves of Great Dao bell chimes rang from the mountain gates of countless lineages. Not a single disciple within those lineages possessed a mortal body!
There were even immortals stationed within certain Dao Sects.
"What?"
Nanhua's expression shifted in alarm. He hurriedly withdrew his Immortal Sense and said in astonishment,