Chapter 3639
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Beast Palace.
This palace stood silently in the boundless sea of clouds of the Ethereal Immortal Sect's Yi Meng Tian. For thousands of years, almost no one had set foot in this palace.
Even if the palace masters of the Void, Extreme, Void, and Illusion Palaces had come in person, they had never successfully crossed the sea of clouds. They only knew that every hundred years, the sect master Da Meng would come here to meet friends.
And in this mysterious and unfathomable Beast Palace lived an immortal cultivator surnamed Mo.
Now, Zhen Xiaoxiao was walking on the withered grass in front of the Beast Palace. The scenery here was very strange. There were two gardens that seemed to have been taken care of, but the flowers were withered on one side. Behind the transparent grapes were withered vine leaves.
The gravel on the ground seemed to shatter with a touch, but the high walls that had been corroded by the wind were still as strong as before. It seemed that even after thousands of years, only a thin layer of skin could be peeled off.
Sha sha sha.
The rustling sound of broken leaves could be heard under Zhen Xiaoxiao's feet. Other than that, the huge space was incomparably quiet.
After taking only three steps, she hesitated and stopped moving forward. Instead, she listened carefully until some strange sounds came from the southeast.
Where did Hun Zhen go?
And where was the Whirlpool Cloud Beast?
Looking at the slightly yellow sky, Zhen Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows imperceptibly.
She realized that she might have stepped into a dimensional space alone.
Following the sound, Zhen Xiaoxiao soon found a garden. This garden was extremely beautiful. It was filled with exotic flowers and plants, and the layout was exquisite. Unfortunately, although most of the flowers and plants were carefully trimmed, they were still dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under a large tree in the garden sat an unkempt old man.
The old man had a head of messy white and gray hair that was casually braided. His ten fingers were short and thick, and his fingertips had thick calluses due to years of work.
He did not seem to notice Zhen Xiaoxiao's arrival. Instead, he was seriously fiddling with the withered vines on the ground, as if he wanted to weave them into a swing.
"Senior, may I ask … are you the master of the Beast Palace?"
Even though the old man had a rough appearance and was dressed very casually, his body emitted a terrifying Immortal Pressure that caused one's heart to palpitate. Zhen Xiaoxiao gulped down a mouthful of saliva as he cupped his fists and asked respectfully.
Hearing the sound, the old man, who had focused all his attention on the vine in his hand, slowly raised his head. Although his eyes were looking in Zhen Xiaoxiao's direction, his gaze was not focused on her.
"Strange!"
Mo Huazhang scratched his head in confusion.
"Why did I hear a Big Brother calling? Is there a Big Brother in the Beast Palace?"
In the old man's field of vision, he didn't see Zhen Xiaoxiao's figure. She had even integrated with the air, and even the weak fluctuations of spiritual energy were completely wiped out.
He can't see me!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Just as she was overwhelmed with shock, a few strands of silver hair suddenly floated into her eyes.
The wind blew gently, and an extremely beautiful fairy appeared in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao in an inverted posture. Her head was facing the ground, and her feet were pointing to the sky. However, the strange thing was that her clothes and elegant long hair were not affected by gravity. Her long hair was still quietly and obediently draped over her smooth and slender neck to her back. Her dress wrapped around her long legs, and her three-inch feet were hidden in the wind.
Strange.
Even slightly terrifying.
The silver-haired fairy gently raised the corner of her mouth. Suddenly, she reached out and tightly hugged Zhen Xiaoxiao's shoulder. The two of them suddenly left the courtyard that Mo Huazhang had taken care of.
When Zhen Xiaoxiao came to her senses, she was already standing on the roof of the highest point of the Beast Palace.
Scared out of his wits, Zhen Xiaoxiao looked around nervously. The first time he looked around hastily, he didn't find anything. When he looked again, the silver-haired fairy in silver clothes had unknowingly sat down beside him. She was no longer in an absurd inverted posture.
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