At Xie Zongyuan's invitation, everyone boarded his Dragon Tooth Flying Boat.
This flying boat, worthy of a Xuan Guang Practitioner, sped as swiftly as sword flying. In less than a day, a green-tiled palace with vermillion pillars gradually appeared in view.
From afar, the palace roof radiated auspicious energy that spiraled upward, connecting with the celestial auspicious clouds above. A beam of ethereal light pierced through the clouds and cascaded down, illuminating the three-tiered jade stairs before the hall. The steps shimmered like frozen water clouds, crystalline and graceful. The wisp of smoke curling from the Purple Copper Incense Burner seemed surreal, misty and ephemeral, as if merging with the surrounding haze.
