At the front of the crowd, Lu Shijun, a direct disciple of Taihe Martial Arts Hall, was talking with the direct disciples from several other martial arts halls and Dao fields. As he kept an eye on the small western-style building, they quietly discussed the place's miraculous nature.
They were not completely ignorant of the Martial Arts Realm; they knew what kind of legendary figures their Hall Masters were talking about.
Body Ascension. A living myth.
Legend had it that the Elder Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain was a Red Dust Immortal who had reached this state.
Before, they had heard the legends and thought them to be exaggerations. Only now did they realize that legends couldn't possibly describe such power.
A few paintings were enough to suppress their masters, the Hall Masters they revered like great mountains?
It sounded like an impossible fantasy, yet it was utterly captivating.
