The voice emanating from within the Fairy Pavilion was gentle and deep, revealing not the slightest hint of authority.
Han Yi's expression grew serious, and he stepped into the pavilion.
This was, after all, his first time facing an Immortal Monarch. In the past, even when he made contact, it was always from a great distance, looking up in admiration, such as when he saw Yi Long Immortal Monarch before entering the Yuandao World in the Heaven Candle Realm.
Inside the Fairy Pavilion, the space had not been expanded and was not particularly large, but because there were no superfluous items, it seemed quite spacious.
Although the Fairy Pavilion was tall, it only contained one level. As Han Yi stepped in, he saw a Taoist seated cross-legged on a cushion in the center. The Taoist held a silver brush in one hand and supported an ancient copper book with the other, the silver brush writing on the pages. His movements were slow, as if pondered deeply before inscribing each character.
