When Wen Ping arrived at Xiaoyao Residence, Father Wen and Mother Wen had already entered the Immortal Pu Garden.
From a distance, or rather from the outside, the Immortal Pu Garden was nothing but a stretch of mist, a fog that even Spiritual Power could not penetrate. The range of the mist wasn't large, a hundred zhang long and only a hundred zhang wide. Compared to the vast Immortal Sect, it was pitifully small.
But once he stepped deep into the mist, what unfolded before his eyes was a boundless world; his Spiritual Power couldn't even reach the edge.
However, this wasn't the most special thing, because whether it was Wind Valley, Fa Yuan Valley, or other such special constructs, all possessed such Space.
