Lu Jiangxian remained only as a wisp of divine sense as the two conversed. Though he couldn’t act physically, it allowed him to pass unnoticed right beside Daoist Master Chang Yun and Daoist Master Qiushui.0

He did not linger. His divine sense roamed, sensing waves of magical powers clashing. Many familiar faces of Purple Mansion Realm cultivators appeared here and there. 0

These cultivators hailed from both the north and the south, but they were mainly Purple Mansion Realm cultivators and those Merciful Ones. His divine sense swept through the surroundings and rose high into the sky. He saw countless blue-black grand halls, some encircling lakes, and others stacked like fish scales upon mountain ridges. Clouds billowed throughout, and colorful arrays were interwoven in a landscape of boundless ...0