Chapter 287 - 286, Yin Corpse Sect
Their footsteps appeared to be the same, yet each step was imbued with a profound mystery, and in the blink of an eye, the pair had vanished from the end of the road.
Reaching a stone stele, Song Xiran took out a jade token and handed it to the little monk.
The little monk took the jade token and waved his hand, following which a streak of white light flashed by.
The scene before them had undergone a drastic transformation. Auspicious clouds drifted by; pavilions, terraces, and tall buildings stood all around; cranes flew leisurely, and deer called in the wild—a purely ethereal landscape.
However, a chill emanated from the beautiful scenery, sending shivers down the spine. It was unclear whether the scenery or the feeling was more real.
The little monk led Song Xiran to a grand hall, where they climbed the steps and stopped at the entrance.
"Please wait a moment!" the little monk said and then stepped into the hall.
Looking at the grand hall in front of him, Song Xiran’s eyes were filled with longing. How wonderful it would be if his family could one day be like this!
The little monk came back out and said to Song Xiran, "The sect leader invites you to enter."
Song Xiran smiled and nodded at the little monk, then walked into the hall.