This was a towering mountain of a thousand zhang high, standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, you could only see the mountain piercing the sky like a sharp sword, yet you couldn't see the peak at all.
And the thick clouds and mist wrapped around the waist of the mountain, as if donning a hat on it.
In Central Province, where cultivators were numerous, and the cultivation sects were as many as hairs on a cow, there was no need to conceal the entrance to the Sect, so an entrance made of white jade was built right at the foot of the mountain.
The four words Puppet Immortal Sect were inscribed on it in ancient seal script.
"Senior, this is where my Sect is located. With two months left until the Great Assembly of the Thousand Clans, let's wait here during this time," Liu KeKe said with respect.
Xue An nodded noncommittally.
