On the Yuzhu Plain.
Two women descended slowly from mid-air. One walked ahead of the other as they approached the edge of a bottomless chasm, where they finally stopped.
"Grand Elder, this is the place," Tushan Hongxia said softly to Tushan Meng, her gaze falling to the chasm at their feet. "This fissure used to be the entrance to the Yuzhu Secret Realm."
"Mm." Tushan Meng nodded slightly, her expression calm as she looked down.
The chasm was dark and mysterious, like a slumbering eye.
Decades ago, after the Yuzhu Secret Realm was sealed for good, this plain had gradually returned to its former silence, becoming no different from any other ordinary place in the world.
However, Tushan Meng had always felt this place was worth keeping an eye on.
Thus, she had specially dispatched Cultivators to stand guard here in shifts. If any anomaly occurred, they were to immediately send a message back to Tushan via Flying Sword, without fail.
