Ren Feifan pushed open the door and saw a huge mountain gate, with golden glazed tiles shimmering dazzlingly under the sunlight.
In the center of the scattered hall complex sat a massive and somber great hall, whose gloomy shadow brought waves of oppression. The red bricks and green tiles were all tinted with ink. Not far from several halls stood a pagoda with an exotic style, piercing the clouds, so high it seemed chilling. Its surfaces were not decorated with pearls or jade; its corners winding without edges, like a strange snake raising its head in a dance.
"Is this Saint Doctor's Gate?"
Ren Feifan's heart was deeply shaken by the scene before him; it was even more royally majestic than the imperial palace!
This was truly what a proper sect should look like!
The entire complex was flowing with waves of Formation power, and based on Ren Feifan's understanding of Formations, these were definitely formations defying the heavens!
