Except for Guilingling, the other immortals were all blocked outside.
The Roc Bird frowned at the light barrier before him and tried a few more times, but it still couldn't advance a single step.
The outermost layer of the light wall shimmered continually, indicating Guilingling's curious back-and-forth movements, threading through with ease.
"Senior Nephew, come over and take a look! It's quite nice inside! Clear skies and white clouds!"
Li Ping'an felt significantly calmer inside and patted the Roc Bird on the shoulder. He walked towards the light wall of the formation. A faint suction reached out from ahead, and he followed this pull forward, his figure slowly entering within.
Before his eyes, light and shadows shifted; it was like stepping into a new world.
An azure sky stretched endlessly towards the horizon, and abundant spiritual energy wafted on the breeze.
