The Cloud Palace was immaculate, appearing as though a powerful being had casually shaped the white clouds into a soft-looking residence. However, in reality, it contained the astonishing craftsmanship of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty and the Refining Sect, with power perhaps comparable to a Third Grade Magical Treasure, boasting not just an interior spatial capacity but also extremely strong defense and various profound mysteries.
Liang Yi had just arrived at the huge gate when he already sensed many familiar presences from inside the palace. A smile flickered in Liang Yi's heart. Though often hearing news of others on the battlefield, since the outbreak of the war, it had been quite some time since he had seen them.
Next to him, Su Youyi also felt a long-missed sense of anticipation rising in her heart. It had been a long time since she had seen her senior sister Yu Gejing and Liu Rouxin as well.
