Beyond the Timescape

The wind blew from distant parts, driving the tide of immortal energy throughout the immortal palace. It eventually reached the immortal foyer, where it streamed past the gathered cultivators.

The immortal foyer was an enormous platform of black stone stele covered with moss and lichen. It emanated a simplistic and ancient feeling, so that when you stood on it, you felt like you had gone back in time. Located in the middle of the platform, it had written information about the three paths. Unfortunately, it was so old that the information was barely legible.

There were currently a few dozen cultivators in the foyer. Everyone who entered the immortal palace had to pass through there first before picking one of the paths.

As Xu Qing, Li Mengtu, and Patriarch Diling appeared, the other cultivators became beams of light that shot toward the left-hand path. When they neared, they lost their powers of flight and were forced to drop to the ground. Warily maintaining distance between each other, they proceeded on foot.

The path they were entering didn’t have much mist. It was almost like a different dimension that was actually darker than the immortal foyer. A light rain was falling there, and the ground was muddy. Clearly, a lot of people had walked onto that little trail. It was quiet and shady. But the rain just kept falling and falling, as if it were slowly devouring the cultivators there.

Xu Qing looked at that path but didn’t move toward it. Instead, he studied his surroundings.

First, he examined the stone slab that made up the foyer. He could tell that it was a real, corporeal object. The mist was the same. It felt humid, and when it landed on him, it created water droplets on his garment. The immortal energy was also real. Even just standing here, Xu Qing could sense his cultivation base benefiting. He could also hear music playing. It seemed to be coming from the area that had been visible from the outside, deep in the immortal palace where the dao was being discussed.

Xu Qing looked up. When standing in the immortal foyer and looking inside, the immortal palace was so enormous that it wasn’t possible to see the end. All he could see... was mist covering everything in front of him.

Within that mist there was a bridge. It looked like there was someone on the bridge, slowly proceeding through the mist.

“That’s Sir Star Ring,” Li Mengtu said. “When we arrived a moment ago, I saw him walking in that direction.”

At this point, there wasn’t anyone else with them in the foyer. Everyone else had already picked their path to enter the immortal palace.