The cultivators from the Kuxin and Qingxuan sects traveled together, and after ten or so days, they were only a thousand miles away from the site of the celebratory banquet.
Upon reaching this place, everyone heard the sound of drums and music from below and looked down, only to see a vast sea of clouds that obscured their view.
Standing on the Four Seas Jade Plate, He Yizhu cast his gaze downward but to no avail, scoffing, "Feigning mystery and trickery."
With that, he waved his sleeve, sending a Gang Wind to disperse the cloud mist.
To his surprise, the clouds parted only to reform almost immediately.
He frowned slightly, such a phenomenon couldn't be a display of Daoist Divine Power; either a Forbidden Array had been set up, or a strange treasure was used.
