Outside the Divine Wood Hall, in a deep forest where no one set foot and where there were no paths, two people suddenly descended.
Gu Yaojue held Li Yuan's hand as they walked through the gaps between the trees, heading to one side.
As Li Yuan was pondering, the air in front of him suddenly rippled.
His body passed through the ripples and entered another space, or rather, it was a space that had been hidden away.
One moment it was the yellow leaves of the old forest in front of him, the next it had transformed into a quaint manor.
Small bridges and flowing waters, yellow leaves danced in the air, and the red maples swayed briskly in the west wind, with several pearl and jade-like pavilions scattered among them.
Besides the stone lion guardians, there were two stiff-faced, mechanically moving women in front of the red door with a copper knocker at the entrance. These were evidently Secret Soldiers.
"This is..."
