The ethereal mist surrounding the celestial palace remained, but the celestial maidens who had played music earlier had all vanished with the disappearance of the illusion.
Shang Xiye and his group were currently in the square in front of the Immortal Palace.
The square was roughly the size of a small football field. On one side, beyond the railings, was a paradise of blooming flowers, and on the other, a hell of scorching fire. It was all very clear, and there was nothing to look for.
Shang Xiye, Ji Fengyao, and the others then followed the translucent white stone steps upwards to search for the area near the Immortal Palace.
As Wanqikaf walked, she glanced back warily at the men in black who were sneaking away, and asked Ji Fengyao curiously, "Yaoyao, when we came here, we saw many beautiful fairies playing music in the clouds. Why are they all gone now?"
Ji Fengyao thought for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the illusion we experienced before was created by that celestial music. Those celestial maidens should just be projections of the celestial palace. When outsiders invade, those celestial maidens will appear, play celestial music, and lure people into the formation."
Ma Chengrao felt guilty about his insistence on coming to Cuiwei Snowfield, which almost cost everyone their lives. He wanted to do something to make amends and was always looking for an opportunity.
Seeing that Wanqika Fu didn't mention the men in black, she assumed that Wanqika Fu hadn't noticed and quickly reminded her, "Ninth Prince, Ninth Princess, those people look like they're about to slip away."
"Finding Fengming is the priority; there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with them later," Shang Xiye said firmly.
Ji Fengyao and Hei Xiao had only Ji Fengming in their hearts, and they walked quickly and hurriedly without the slightest hesitation or delay.
Above the 333 white jade steps lies the main gate of the celestial palace.
On either side of the gate stood eight white jade pillars, each about the thickness of an adult man's embrace. On them were carved eight lifelike coiled dragons in golden obsidian, their eyes seemingly alive. Ji Fengyao shuddered in fright and nearly fell down the stone steps.
Knowing she was afraid of snakes, Shang Xiye had taken precautions and pulled her back in time, comforting her with telepathic communication: "It's fake, don't be afraid, little wife, I'm here."
Ji Fengyao nodded, calmed herself, and tried her best not to look at those pillars.
Everyone quickly climbed to the top of the stone steps.
A magnificent and ethereal palace suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.
Leaving aside the other objects and furnishings in the hall, the white jade platform in the very center of the hall alone attracted everyone's attention:
Ji Fengming, dressed in a green robe, lay motionless on the white jade platform shrouded in celestial mist, seemingly unaware of the arrival of everyone.
"Phoenix Cry!"
"elder brother!"
Hei Xiao and Ji Fengyao called out almost simultaneously, and the two ran over first, but stopped two or three steps away from Bai Yutai.
Shang Xiye, Wanqikafu, and Ma Chengrao followed closely behind, and their expressions changed immediately when they saw the scene on the white jade platform.
Ji Fengming was holding a dagger tightly in his right hand. His clothes and flesh on the left side of his chest were torn open with a gash more than two inches long, and his clothes from his chest down to his feet were covered in blood.
His face was as white as a jade plate, almost transparent, and his usually bright smile was unusually quiet.
It was so quiet that it seemed it would never get up again to tease or amuse everyone.
"Brother Fengming..." Wanqikafu couldn't hold back her tears and burst into sobs.
"Miss Kaf!" Ma Chengrao grabbed Wanqi Kaf, who was trying to run forward.
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