Qing State, Sacred Grounds of Yaochi.
The Pure Land of Yaochi, enshrouded in mist, with picturesque scenery, was like a fairytale land.
Hongmeng followed Nangong Mengyao, proceeding unimpeded all the way to Yaochi.
What met his eyes was the sheer magnificence and beauty of Yaochi—holy mountains towered majestically, their ethereal peaks reaching for the heavens. It was as if he had stepped into the Immortal Realm itself, a place where one could easily become lost and entranced.
Divine springs flowed from rock formations, spiritual herbs clung to cliff faces, and auspicious beasts lurked in the mountains. The air thrummed not only with immortal energy but also with an abundance of wondrous sights, all dazzling and diverse.
