In the plaza of Heavenly Chief Peak, the ground was as smooth as a mirror, and in mid-air, a mirage illusion revealed a miniature world of overlapping mountains and flowing waters.
There were tiny black dots scattered everywhere; the surrounding cultivators only needed to focus their divine sense on one spot, and the scene there would magnify, allowing them to see the figures clearly, though they couldn't hear what was being said.
Not even a quarter of an hour had passed when disciples of the Heavenly Interence Sect began to fly out from the mirror surface in succession, crashing heavily to the side.
The cultivators of the Heavenly Interence Sect looked displeased, while Shu Zhongshan and the Golden Core Masters and Foundation Establishment Disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect were in high spirits.
