Chapter 782: A Thief in the House (I)
Xuantian Monastery.
At the highest peak of the Western Continent, mist billowed like waves, and ancient vines clung to the sheer cliffs. From time to time, eagles with wingspans over three meters would be seen gliding past. The place felt like a forgotten land, undisturbed for millennia.
Now and then, a streak of golden light would flash across the sky. When it reached the cliffs, it would stop and form an inscription seal, activating the enchanted formation. The thick vines covering the cliffside would then slither away like snakes, as if they had a mind of their own, revealing a narrow crack in the rock.
Within this narrow crack was a hidden realm. It was here that the ancient Xuantian Monastery stood, concealed from the outside world.
Major immortal sects would rarely choose to build their headquarters in hidden realms as isolating themselves in such places meant cutting off ties with the wider cultivation world, making it difficult to stay connected with the outside. On top of that, the spiritual qi in hidden realms was often too thin to support large factions, making them more suitable for smaller sects.
However, there was one undeniable advantage—absolute security.
For nearly a thousand years, Xuantian Monastery had remained hidden from the world, safeguarding its cultivation legacy in seclusion. But the moment they set their sights on joining the Terrestrial Ten, their era of peace came to an end.
Whoosh!
A brilliant streak of swordlight tore through the sky, stopping abruptly at the mountain’s peak, where it hovered in midair.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One after another, nearly a hundred beams of swordlight streaked across the sky, weaving a dazzling curtain of brilliance. They hovered in perfect formation above the cliffside, their restrained sword qi rippling through the air, scattering the drifting clouds.