Yin Zhen was like a banished immortal as he stepped through the gateway.
The rosy glow around him drove away the darkness.
As Qin Zheng drew closer, he saw Yin Zhen's strained expression, a clear sign he was forcefully suppressing something.
He also noticed Yin Zhen's body trembling, much like a Cultivator undergoing a physical metamorphosis from tempering their physique.
If not for him suppressing the medicinal power, he would probably look like a martial Immortal.
He was about to ask if Yin Zhen was alright, but the moment Qin Zheng saw the scene within the gateway, all such thoughts vanished from his mind.
Inside the bronze gateway was a vast, open space, comparable to the main training grounds of a sect.
Looking up, they saw a sheer cliff and a five-colored chaotic qi.
A Spiritual Spring cascaded down, forming a waterfall that swept up the five-colored qi and plunged into a giant Pill Furnace below. Beneath the furnace, unquenchable Earth Fire churned.
