The scorching sun blazed in the sky.
Twisting the void with its searing heat.
The land too had become a swath of crimson red.
At the foot of an imposing and vast mountain, three figures were steadily climbing upwards.
"According to the records of those who came before,"
"once one approaches Nine Yang Immortal Sect, they mustn't continue to fly using escapist light, otherwise it will trigger the sect's protective formation. Even a Heavenly Immortal faced with this would struggle to escape easily."
Gu Xuanji's voice slowly rose.
He followed with a light chuckle, then continued, "The origin of the Immortal Ruins is untraceable and profound."
"But the treasures contained within this land have been drawn upon by us, the cultivators of Lingxu Realm, for endless ages!"
"From this, one can deduce that this Land of Immortal Ruins was certainly a powerfully supreme realm before its downfall!"
