Immortal cranes soared between the endless peaks. 0

Endless streams of divine radiance poured down from the heavens, bathing the world in their auspicious glow. A boundless air of divinity surged over the Qingwu Divine Mountains like a sea of clouds. 0

After passing through the sect gates, Su Yi and Tie Wenjing entered a road through the mountains. It was lined with towering, ancient trees, with picturesque scenes of otherworldly purity everywhere they looked. 0

Even the towers and pagodas built on the peaks emanated an ancient, holy air.0

The sound of recited classics echoed through the mountains. It was the sound of the sect’s disciples cultivating in their ritual grounds. 0

From time to time, streaks of flowing light tore through the sky, shuttling between the peaks. 0

Every last person here was a cultivator, and all of them had a distinguished, unaffected air about them. 0

The light of the setting sun burned like fire, dyeing the auspicious clouds red and bathing the entire sect in a dreamlike atmosphere. 0

Many of the sect’s disciples saw Tie Wenjing as they made their way in. All of them stopped to clasp their fists in greeting, and all of them...0