Half an incense stick later...
Ling Feng and Ling Yue were practically exhausted from their 'travel' to the Tian Xuan Emperor. By now, they were gasping at intervals and their faces were pale, but their eyes remained brilliant.
Just then, they both stopped and looked ahead before exchanging gazes. Right ahead, there was a compact space of towering mountain peaks made of refined glass.
The glass at the mountain tops absorbed the energy from the sun and the moon, making this particular space quite special. The entire space was like the solar system with a never ending cycle of light.
"Master... Disciple needs your help" Ling Yue knelt down and spoke solemnly. Her pale face revealed a trickle of tear. Her voice was light but it was magnified through air currents.
WHEESSH!
The echo of her voice lingered on but she got no response to her plea. The space was calm and there wasn't even the imperial might belonging to the Emperor Realm experts.
