The cloud-treading carriage flew into the sky-floating island. Then, under the protection of a flock of flying birds, it headed straight for the central region of the sky-floating island.
After flying for some distance, the cloud-treading carriages split up and headed in different directions.
Clouds and mist surrounded them, and they couldn't see in the blink of an eye. Who knew where they would end up?
Tang Zhen turned a blind eye to it. This was the arrangement of the immortal spirit territory and he only needed to follow the female cultivator's guidance.
"Sir, we're here. Please follow me."
The cloud-treading carriage descended slowly but it didn't enter the immortal spirit city. Instead, it stopped on a nearby mountain peak.
The mountain was thousands of feet tall, and it looked like it had been cut by an axe. It looked extremely steep.
It was decorated with all kinds of plants, like a delicate drawing, which made people intoxicated.