With no formation to obstruct them, a group of people passed through the grand hall.
They saw several courtyards and pathways leading to these courtyards, each path featuring a pavilion for resting.
If a light rain were to fall, the scene before them would be a breathtaking painting, reminiscent of the Ancient City of Jiangnan shrouded in misty rain.
It was not hard to guess that these courtyards were not meant for ordinary residents; even the ponds beside the paths were filled with spiritual energy, which was denser than before. One only needed to slightly open their mouth to breathe in, and the spiritual energy would enter the Dantian and transform into one's own strength.
However, many people did not immediately absorb the spiritual energy but rushed towards the various courtyards instead.
Ye Qiu was the first to enter this place, and he didn't idle, charging straight for the nearest courtyard.