"Not at all..."
"Your Majesty's presence here makes Taiyii Dao shine..."
The group continued to walk forward. Although it was already the coldest month of winter, Jinghuang Peak remained lush and green.
Most of the trees were pines, cypresses, and plum trees, along with many ancient trees whose names Zheng Yi couldn't even recall.
The vibrant green was enchanting, making one reluctant to leave.
The strangest thing was that there were more than ten Immortal Cranes wandering about, sometimes pecking at food, sometimes spreading their wings to soar.
"Jinghuang Peak, like an Immortal Realm. I suppose this Elder Celestial Master Zhao Xizheng is also akin to an Immortal..."
As Zheng Yi spoke, the faces of the few Taiyii Dao people around him turned a bit strange.
Zhao Suling hurriedly led the way in front: "Your Majesty, please, ahead is the place where my master is in seclusion..."
"Hmm?"
Turning a mountain path, Zheng Yi's expression slightly changed.
