The turmoil raging outside had no effect on Ling Changqing and his party.
At this moment, his feet were already on a Celestial Ladder about ten zhang wide, shining with brilliant light, and appearing as if condensed from clouds.
Beyond the Celestial Ladder was a misty, dreamlike sea of clouds and the vast void of the Qingming Continent. Even with the Cultivation of Bai Qingyi and Luo Binghu, they could not see what was hidden behind the clouds.
The Celestial Ladder extended slowly upward, reaching into the depths of the clouds at the edge of the sky. The faint, magnificent silhouette of a palace complex flickered in and out of view within the sea of clouds.
"…Husband, don't worry. Just keep walking forward."
Xue Qingtan, beside him, said in a soft, gentle voice, "As long as we don't leave the bounds of the Celestial Ladder, nothing will happen to us."
"Alright then, let's go."
