Three days later.

"Qingyun Sect."

Lu Changsheng looked at the Qingyun Sect in the mountains ahead, which was filled with mist and clouds, and exhaled a breath.

Since he failed in the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Gate Assessment, he has never been to Qingyun Sect in the past twenty years.

When he was a mortal, he felt that Qingyun Sect was a fairyland on earth, which was extremely shocking.

Now that he has been in the world of immortal cultivation for so many years, he has seen small families, large and small markets, and immortal cities. Only then did Lu Changsheng feel the magnificence of Qingyun Sect.

Under the bright sunshine, a large formation that looks like an inverted white jade glass bowl blooms with thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors, covering dozens of peaks.