The ship landed at the entrance of the Immortal Sword Sect, right at the mountain's base. Thick fog shrouded the area.
"A Seven-Grade Formation..." Chen Tian murmured, his eyes wide with astonishment as he took in the sight before him.
The fog seemed to be an integral part of the sect's defense, concealing the entrance of the sect.
If he was an intruder, then even a Dao Emperor Cultivator would have a hard time breaking through the formation and discovering the true location of the Immortal Sword Sect.
A stair that led to the top of the mountain could be seen through the mist, surrounded by ancient trees and mysterious stone statues.
"Every discipline can return to their respective residences; as for the new recruit, you will need to follow the instructions given by the elders," said the one of the sect elders, his voice echoing through the place.
The disciples dispersed and returned to their designated areas.
