Let Her Self-Immolate
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Swish! Swish!
On the Heaven Devil Mountain, two figures flew up like sharp swords. The white mist had enveloped everything above the tenth level of the Heaven Devil Mountain. The peak of the mountain was not visible, and divine senses couldn't scout there either. After Jiang Yi flew up to the fifteenth level, he felt as though he had turned blind and couldn't see anything. He could only follow Elder Mo Fu and continue flying upward.
"Uh…"
After flying above the seventeenth level, Jiang Yi noticed that the thick mist had vanished; and a castle appeared in his vision. The castle was surrounded by white clouds, and at the ground level of the castle, a faint white mist was spiraling. This place felt just like the immortal realm.