The deeper one ventures into the Upper Immortal Realm, the more abundant the spiritual energy becomes.
Later on, the accumulated misty spiritual light had transformed into clouds of various colors, even Ye Jingcheng's Star Illusion Eye found it challenging to see through them.
The only unfortunate thing is that this accumulated misty spiritual light is strangely unabsorbable, seemingly only allowing the spirit plants to take in its dense spiritual energy.
In front of a spiritual mountain with a dark pool, Ye Jingcheng paused once more.
This time, however, he was not alone; a middle-aged man had landed beside him, and together they watched the spiritual mountain, listening to the gentle ripples of the pool, as a hint of solemnity appeared on their brows.
This middle-aged man was naturally Ye Xuecang transformed, though Ye Jingcheng felt uneasy, Ye Xuecang insisted on accompanying him.
After all, according to Zhang Ping, venturing deeper into this place would increase dangers.
