Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

"Mist locks the mountain peaks, and the mountains lock the mist; the sky connects to the water's end, and the water connects to the sky."

Upon arriving in this world and seeing the picturesque natural scenery, Mu An once thought he had come to the wrong place.

Towering mountains and rolling seas of clouds.

Standing on the hillside and gazing into the distance, all around are towering mountains reaching into the clouds, and amidst the ever-changing sea of ​​clouds, one can faintly see turquoise lakes.

The clouds and mist moved with the wind, creating illusory scenes around the mountains.

Nestled amidst the clouds and mist, pavilions and towers, constructed primarily of jade, stand against the mountains and beside the water, exuding an ethereal, otherworldly charm.

The foot of the mountain is also covered by a vast sea of ​​flowers, where unknown birds and beasts roam. Every now and then, you can see various creatures emerging from the forest and plunging into the sea of ​​clouds.

There were no raging demonic flames, no vast, dark earth, and no scattered white bones.

Compared to the terrifying world occupied by countless true demons, this world is more like a prosperous land where immortals flourish.

Everything was different from what Mu An had initially imagined. It was as if this place was not the Nine Netherworld Abyss, but rather an unknown world of cultivation that he had stumbled into by accident.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at this scene that was even more magnificent and grand than the Nine Realms, Mu An felt neither sorrow nor joy.

He first glanced at the sea of ​​flowers at his feet, then turned his gaze to a higher place, where mountains, forests, lakeside, and sea of ​​clouds came into view.

After passing through the unfamiliar formation, Mu An was able to see the sect hidden in the clouds and mist.

What's strange is that Mu An's gaze didn't linger on the sect in the sea of ​​clouds for long; instead, he looked up at the sky higher above.

After a long while, Mu An, who was standing at the foot of the mountain, finally looked away and started walking up the mountain.

"Is it an illusion?"

"No, it's not an illusion, the world is alive."

……

The Illusion Palace, one of the three holy lands of the Eastern Alliance, is renowned for its illusions and formations.

The sect's influence covers a vast area, with seventy-two small kingdoms within its territory recognizing Jin Huan Palace as their immortal sect. Every summer and autumn, the rulers of these seventy-two kingdoms would send their high-ranking officials to participate in Jin Huan Palace's annual ascension ceremony and present them with pre-prepared tributes.

Moreover, within the territory of the Illusion Palace, there are thousands of sects of all sizes, all of which regard the Illusion Palace as their master and live on this land as subordinate sects.

Even the mountain range where the Jin Huan Palace is located is named Jin Huan. The mountain is rich in spiritual energy and abundant in resources. Spiritual springs cascade down from the mountainside and flow between the mountain streams.

Every now and then, spirit beasts would pass by, either running in the mountains or playing in the water.

Among all the high mountains, the main peak, Jin Huan Peak, is the most special. This mountain is divided into eighteen levels, each of which is ten thousand meters high, like a pillar reaching straight into the clouds.

Between the layers, there are also arrays, which are based on spiritual energy and guided by clouds and mist, adding three parts of the immortal charm to the current Illusion Peak, which is truly mysterious and infinite.

The seventeen auxiliary formations, together with the mountain-protecting formation surrounding Jin Huan Peak, together form the defensive system of Jin Huan Palace.

The grand formation is mysterious and unpredictable. The eighteen formations appear to operate independently, but in reality, they are interconnected, and a change in one affects the whole.

Whenever an enemy attacks, the formation can mobilize the power of heaven and earth near the mountain gate to resist the enemy.

If the current Palace Master of the Illusion Palace were to control the formation, and the formation were to operate at its maximum capacity, it could even mobilize all the power of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles.

Even if a celestial being were present, it would be difficult to break into the palace without alerting the powerful figures within.

This is the most prized trump card of the Illusion Palace, jointly created by generations of powerful figures in the Illusion Palace, and it is also the most powerful defensive formation in the Spirit Realm.

Anyone who sees this will be moved; what a profound sect's heritage, what a blessed land of immortals!

From any perspective, the Illusion Palace is a colossal entity, truly deserving of its name as a sacred place.

In terms of sheer size, even the Four Symbols Mountain pales in comparison to the current Illusion Palace.

It is precisely this superior status that makes the disciples of Jinhuan Palace so proud and arrogant that they never consider the possibility of foreign invasion.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Their Illusion Palace's grand formation is invincible!

Those walking around inside the mountain gate are only fellow disciples; they could never be anyone of dubious character.

If there are any exceptions, they are all senior masters!

……

And so, on this chilly night, Mu An, in front of a group of people, naturally passed through the protective array of Jin Huan Palace, stepped into the mountain gate of Jin Huan Palace, and walked all the way to the library hall that he was most curious about.

Because Mu An did not deliberately conceal his presence, while he was browsing through the books, some disciples of the Illusionary Palace even smiled and gestured to him, clearly mistaking him for a stranger from the same sect.

While finding it amusing, Mu An also felt that this funny scene wasn't entirely without reason.

After all, there was something to it about the protective mountain formation he had passed through not long ago.

Even someone as powerful as Mu An, without wanting to disturb the world itself, took half an hour to replicate the way these sect disciples entered and exited.

If such a formation were placed in the Nine Domains, in all the vast world, only a handful of people could enter without alerting the local powerhouses.

In other words, only the strongest can get in. If they are exposed, it will become a big problem.

In a sense, the friendly attitude of these sect disciples saved their lives.

……

The current Illusion Palace has a total of eighteen library halls, all located in the center of each floor.

It is worth mentioning that, unlike most sects in the Nine Domains, reading books in the Illusion Palace does not require merit or gold or silver.

There are no restrictions in the book, and everyone can read whatever they want in the library for free. Its operating system is quite similar to that of the Wenhua Palace.

In the library, there were even quiet rooms set up for disciples who had gained some insights to exchange their experiences.

Apart from the restricted book area, all books are free to be taken. If you want to take them back to your cave to savor them, you can also make a copy of the books, which is incredibly convenient.

Because of the time constraints, Mu An did not choose those roundabout methods, nor did he consider disguising himself as a disciple to infiltrate the Jin Huan Palace.

Mu An had absolutely no interest in these roundabout and pointless methods.

Mu An's thinking was very simple: it would be best to obtain the information he wanted peacefully; if not, then he shouldn't blame him for using extreme measures.

In front of a group of Jin Huan Palace disciples, Mu An casually walked into the mountain gate of Jin Huan Palace and walked all the way to the location of the first floor library hall.

At this very moment, Mu An was quietly reading in this library called Wuya Pavilion.

He was leaning against the bookshelf, casually flipping through some books about the history of this world.

Every now and then, disciples of the Illusionary Palace would pass by Mu An. These people moved very quietly, as if they did not want to disturb the person who was reading.

The Blooming Spirit Realm, the Endless Abyss of Demons, the Nine-Layered World...

Refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness into the Dao, attaining the highest immortality, becoming a spiritual immortal, a true immortal...

One word after another came into Mu An's view, causing him to fall into thought.

The situation in the Nine Nether Demon Abyss was far more complicated than he had initially imagined.