In front of a desolate cave mansion, surrounded by barren hills and treacherous waters;
Taoist Ran Deng casually manifested twelve meditation cushions, seating himself before a stone wall.
The gathered immortals raised their hands in mutual courtesy, taking seats after slight deference. Even the nearest amongst them maintained a distance of three zhang, covertly guarding their treasured artifacts while casting their gazes intermittently at the stone wall behind Taoist Ran Deng.
Li Ping'an sat directly opposite Ran Deng, with the Xuan Du Da Fa Shi on his left, and Immortal Yu Ding on his right.
Noticing an empty meditation cushion beside Taoist Ran Deng, he murmured in puzzlement, "Are we awaiting another immortal?"
Ran Deng sighed and replied, "That enigmatic existence is omnipresent. At this very moment, he is likely observing us. Consider him already present here."
Li Ping'an's lips twitched slightly.
