The Watercloud Lake outside the Taixuan Sect was completely unstable now. Even existences like Nan Gongzheng and the Peacock were attracted by it.
Watercloud Lake held the Bronze Immortal Palace at its bottom. Countless cultivators rushed over here like it was a divine light within the darkness. Experts were moths flying towards the flame, as this place possessed an incomparably devilish power.
Powerful ancestral figures wished to achieve Immortality, while ordinary cultivators wished to have a glance at the true form of the palace. The nation of Wei was thrown into turbulent times.
After leaving, Ye Fan didn't plan to return again. In order to escape, he had had to toss out the Bronze Immortal Palace to create a huge disturbance.
Right now he felt a bit awkward. He wanted to traverse the void, but he was completely unable to.
"Is there really no way?" He frowned, feeling at his wit's end.
