"Dragon Tiger Mountain is different. Immortals can walk here, is that right?"
Lu Xuan sat upright, gazing at the palaces and temples stretching across the Celestial Vault above as he asked softly.
"Yes."
The Old Celestial Master said grimly,
"But that is also the source of the trouble. If an Immortal doesn't contain the scope of their power, a single punch or kick could damage the structure of the Cosmos. Even if they restrain themselves, still..."
He let out a heavy breath, his pure-white eyebrows twitching upward.
"There are many people on Dragon Tiger Mountain. A single drop of blood from an Immortal is enough to pierce through a Grand Grade."
"Is that so?"
Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart sank. 'This is indeed troublesome. There are many old acquaintances on the mountain. Xiaoyan is even still asleep in the Celestial Master's Mansion. If she gets caught in the crossfire...'
Just as his mind was racing, high above the clouds...
"Celestial Master."
