He then gently shook his head, closing his eyes in the secret chamber, waiting for the theological contest in two days to come.
That evening outside the Yunshan market, a few more people arrived and settled down in an inn.
In the heart of the market, the Sky Scripture Tower.
The elder knitted his brows and looked towards the inn direction, shaking his head gently. In a whispering voice that only he could hear, he murmured, "A troublesome season indeed."
...
The Yunjian Sect, deep inside the inner gate.
The gate of the Yunjian Sect was immensely huge, occupying a big part of the mountain range. From the outer gate trial mountain peak to the main peak of the inner gate, hundreds of mountains stood close together, their sharp peaks disappearing into the cloud lines. Amid the misty clouds, cloud cranes could be seen coming and going in groups.
