The spirit of the Immortal Transformation Pool, appearing in the form of a Daoist by Jiang Chen's side, glanced around for a moment before voicing his doubts:
"Logically, this place is filled with noxious fumes, and the ground beneath us is rife with turbidity and filth. The forest is teeming with poisonous creatures. It certainly doesn't seem like a good place."
"However, upon closer inspection, I faintly see that beneath this mountain, there appears to be a rising Immortal light, producing tens of thousands of miraculous phenomena. Strange indeed!"
The Immortal Transformation Pool was puzzled. In its view, Little Cang Mountain bore no resemblance to a blessed land of the Immortals. However, what was strange was that beneath this mountain range, there indeed seemed to be an Immortal light surging, grand and monolithic, no less than a top-tier Cave Heaven Blessed Land.
Could it be...
