Chapter activated on its own, the speed of spirit qi absorption surging several times over instantly. The Primordial Spirit within his elixir field also seemed to answer
The further the Golden Feather Eagle flew into the depths of the blessed land, the more the scenery around them changed.
In the outer ring where the Supreme Void Court sat, one could still see disciples coming and going in small groups, evasion lights rising and falling like a woven pattern. But here, human presence grew increasingly sparse, with only the occasional streak of evasion light sweeping past, each one carrying an aura of considerable depth and weight.
The layout of the mountains beneath them had also changed. The peaks in the outer ring still had a rolling, winding quality, but here the mountains grew ever more bold and precipitous, each peak standing like a giant sword driven upside down into the earth, piercing straight into the heavens.
After flying roughly the time it takes to burn an incense stick further, Chen Qing finally caught sight of that legendary Jingyang Palace.
It was not built atop a mountain peak, nor did it hover in midair.
It was simply there. At the very center of the surrounding mountain ranges, a stretch of sky spanning several dozen li had been forcibly "held aloft."
Below, the sea of clouds churned like a tide, and above that sea of clouds hovered an enormous cluster of palaces. Halls and pavilions rose in tiers, flying eaves and interlocking brackets everywhere, every corner of every eave hung with a fist-sized luminous pearl, spirit flame sealed within, lighting the entire palace complex as bright as day.
The main hall at the very center was especially imposing, a ring of light hovering above its roof, slowly revolving, its radiance cascading down like a waterfall, enveloping the entire palace within.
The Jingyang Palace.