The Karakorum Immortal Clan

"Here…" There emerged Li Buyi's distinct voice next to his ears. As Qin Wushuang opened his eyes, he saw that he was already within a marvelous celestial mountain. The flying red-crown swans and the climbing of the divine monkeys had displayed a harmonious, yet beautiful celestial environment.

As Qin Wushuang was within this environment, for a time he felt somewhat oblivious.

"We are already at the Karakorum Immortal Clan, no one would dare to chase and kill you: don't worry and go in." Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's spiritual perception felt a stir as he awakened abruptly.

When he looked around again, Li Buyi had long disappeared.

Qin Wushuang half believed him and stepped on the stone steps of the mountain road. Next on each side of the verdant dark green ancient path, there were many forms of verdant luxurious green flowers and trees. The serene, yet beautiful scene could make one mesmerized.