Each floor of the tower was like its own separate world. As one went deeper inside, the separate worlds became increasingly vast.

The seventh floor of the tower was a mountain that hovered in the sky countless meters above the ground. When looking downward, one could only see a boundless sea of clouds like a big white dragon tumbling around.

This mountain stretched for nine thousand miles. Dangerous steep peaks drilled into the blue sky. Cypress trees as big as dragons grew on this land of straight precipices as if they were about to fall into the sea of clouds and down into the mortal world.

In the far distance, a thin layer of mist bathed a particular spiritual peak. White cranes around three feet tall soared into the sky and dived down into the lush vegetation on the peak.

This was a scene in the land of the immortals; it was as if this mountain was from another world.

Feng Feiyun followed the girl in black walking through this peak. Along the way, they found several ancient traces of life. An old, rusting greatsword could be found pierced...