The Heavenly Immortal Palace.
Spanning an entire realm, it was larger than several Immortal Continents combined.
From a distance, one could see a massive celestial gate towering before the palace.
In front of the gate, countless multicolored auspicious clouds drifted, their mist swirling, with golden rays rolling like crimson rainbows and auspicious energy spraying purple mist in thousands of streams. On either side of the celestial gate stood several towering white jade pillars, each entwined with golden-scaled, sunlit dragons with fiery red whiskers.
At this moment.
A massive flying vessel approached.
It was filled with experts, including Su Yunyun and her fellow disciples, as well as followers from the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm.
The vessel advanced unhindered, ignoring all obstacles.
It passed directly through the celestial gate and continued deeper into the Heavenly Immortal Palace.
"Stop!"
Just then, Su Yunyun, who was leading the group, abruptly halted the vessel.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong?"
Li Jin asked in confusion.
"Something's off."
Su Yunyun's expression was grave as she spoke: "The Heavenly Immortal Palace is, in essence, an Immortal Continent that stands above all others. Its prosperity should surpass any other place."
"Yet now..."
As Su Yunyun spoke, everyone turned their gaze to the surroundings. Indeed.
The endless stretch of buildings, which should have been brightly lit, was now completely dark, without a single flicker of light.
There was also no sign of any living beings, human or otherwise.
It was as if they had entered a ghost city!
Upon closer inspection, tendrils of black mist, like tiny insects, clung to the surfaces of the buildings, exuding an aura of ill omen that cast a gloomy pall over the entire city.
In short, the inside and outside of the Heavenly Immortal Palace were two completely different worlds.
Upon entering, it had been resplendent and magnificent.
But here, it was lifeless and desolate. Merely separated by a single gate, it felt like two entirely different realms, starkly contrasting and exuding an eerie strangeness.
"This isn't normal. It's likely a trap," Su Yunyun said with a serious expression.
Hearing this, the group immediately began to murmur among themselves.
But remembering that Yun Wu had been captured, the disciples quickly voiced their determination.
"Senior Sister, even if it's a trap, we have to charge in. Every moment we delay, Senior Sister Yun Wu could be in greater danger," Li Taibai said.
"That's right, Junior Sister. With so many of us here, why should we fear the Heavenly Immortal Palace?"
Chi Yitong brandished his spatula as he spoke.
The others also chimed in, one after another.
Listening to their words, Su Yunyun pondered for a moment before nodding.
Indeed, Yun Wu was still in the hands of the Heavenly Immortal Palace. Even if it were a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, they had to venture in.
"Proceed."
Su Yunyun gave the order, and the massive flying vessel shot forward like a streak of light, continuing its journey into the depths of the Heavenly Immortal Palace.
Before long, the vessel arrived at the true core of the Heavenly Immortal Palace.
In a vast plaza.
Bolts of lightning crackled, emanating from a spherical orb at the center above, forming a cage of electric currents. Trapped within was Yun Wu.
She appeared unconscious, with tendrils of black mist swirling around her body.
The mist seemed like leeches, draining the energy from her body, which was then absorbed by some unknown entity.
"It's Senior Sister."
Mo Tianji was the first to spot Yun Wu, imprisoned in the central plaza.
"Little Wu is in terrible condition."
Wu Chang'an's expression turned grim as he spoke.
Everyone quickly turned their attention to Yun Wu.
Seeing her in such a state, each of them was filled with rage, their teeth clenched in fury.
This was their fellow disciple!
How dare the Heavenly Immortal Palace do this to her!
Just as they were about to take action, a cold, mocking laugh echoed from the sky.
"Keh keh..."
A chubby man with a bizarre grin appeared in the air, seated in a wheelchair.
If the Destroyer of the World were here, he would recognize this man as the one he revered as a divine emissary.
"Was it you who captured my Senior Sister?"
"Release her immediately and come down here to face your death. Otherwise, today we will annihilate the Heavenly Immortal Palace!"
Su Yunyun floated into the air, her aura as an empress radiating dominance as she spoke. Her voice was filled with an unyielding authority!

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