Finally, at dusk on the second day, they arrived at the gate of Yuan Yanzong.
Because the person they were welcoming was a deity, everyone in the Yuanyan Sect, from the patriarch to the protectors, was already waiting in the council hall.
Given the prestige of Di Moyu and his entourage, they should have waited at the main gate, but to maintain secrecy, they had to resort to this method.
However, the disciples could still vaguely sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere within the sect.
Jun Feijue and his group soon arrived at the gate of Yuanyan Sect. If Qingyan Sect was already considered outstanding in their eyes before, then what they saw before them was truly worthy of being described as divine realm.
The mountain gate is nestled among a range of mountains shrouded in colorful clouds. After entering, the path winds and turns to a vast, floating open space, upon which sits a magnificent palace complex.
With its pavilions, towers, bridges, and flowing water, it resembles a city in the sky.
"As expected of the number one sect in the Holy Domain."
Qinghua Su and the others, who had followed them all the way from the Holy Stream Realm, were all deeply moved, wishing that one day their sect could also reach such a scale.
No, even half of that would be excellent.
"Boom boom boom..."
In what was once a peaceful sect, the disciples were cleaning up.
Suddenly, a huge noise came from the sky, and then a huge object, like a cloud, appeared overhead, blotting out the sun.
"What...what kind of monster is that?!"
Upon seeing this, the disciples, who were completely unprepared, were instantly dumbfounded and shouted nervously, "Is our sect's formation broken? How could something from outside get in?"
"Quickly, go and report to the Dharma Protector and the Sect Master!"
After regaining their senses, the disciples all threw down their brooms and turned to run inside.
"Okay, it's us."
Just then, a familiar voice reverberated through the space as if a loudspeaker had been amplified.
Then, the disciples saw a familiar figure appear before them first.
"It's...it's the Seventh Elder!"
At this moment, the disciples finally calmed down, looked up at the sky with surprise, and watched the enormous creature slowly descend.
The first to appear was a handsome man dressed in purple, holding a beautiful little girl in his arms.
The man looked quite young, and his cultivation level was slightly lower than theirs, but his aura carried a powerful sense of oppression, making them dare not look directly at him, and even giving them a faint urge to kneel down and submit.
"Wow, we've finally arrived! I've been so bored these past few days!"
Next, a white, alluring figure landed, and her stunning beauty made the entire world seem to pale in comparison.
In an instant, it attracted the attention of all the male disciples.
The woman before me was so beautiful; every word, every gesture, every smile was captivating and alluring, making it impossible to look away.
No, it should be said that they couldn't bear to look away.
"Hey old man, I didn't expect there to be so many young men in your sect."
The reactions of these people greatly pleased Chunhu Siqiong. She swayed her hips, laughing with captivating charm, and reached out to touch the chin of the leading young man, asking, "Young man, are you married yet?"
"I...I...didn't..."
The unexpectedly wonderful treatment left the male disciple completely stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"You damned devil!"
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