The azure sky was clear, with fluffy white clouds floating leisurely across. A gentle breeze rippled slightly over the sea surface, everything seeming so calm and natural.
Until several beams of Light Escape burst through the clouds from afar, shattering the tranquility!
"Is it here?"
A tall and burly figure looked down at the island below, then turned to the elder beside him and asked.
"Indeed."
The elder nodded, "This is where the Beiming Immortal Mansion will appear. The Hall Master can rest on the island for now, and when the time comes, the mansion will naturally open its gates, guiding those cultivators who possess the tokens to enter and seek their fortunes!
But..."
"But what?"
The burly middle-aged man turned to glance at the elder.
