216 The True Huatian Palace (1/2)

Before he had even reached the headquarter of Huatian Palace, he had already been dealt with a big shock. Just what origin did the Huatian Palace have?

Could it be related to immortal cultivators?

Mo Wen furrowed his brows. Huatian Palace was becoming more and more mysterious to him. It could build its headquarter in a hidden location. That was a technique that only immortal cultivators had. The average people did not have that ability.

However, from what he knew, all the people in Huatian Palace were ancient martial art practitioners and there were no traces of immortal cultivators. Although Mo Qingtan was naturally talented, he was just a pure ancient martial arts practitioner. So, how could that be explained?

Unless in this world, there were still some things that he did not know about with regards to the relations between ancient martial arts practitioners and immortal cultivators?

By right, if the Huatian Palace was an Immortal Cultivation Sect, it was impossible that talents like Mo Qingtian did not do immortal cultivation but only trained ancient martial arts.

Ultimately, ancient martial arts has its limits. It was simply incomparable to an Immortal Cultivator.

Unless, one could enter as a martial arts practitioner, prove himself and reach the god level, thus achieving the god level of martial arts.

However, entering as a martial arts practitioner was a lot harder than a normal Immortal Cultivator. It was very rare for such people to be in the Immortal Cultivation realm, as very few walked the path of entering as a martial arts practitioner.

Back then, Mo Wen had trained his martial arts to a very high level. However, he could not achieve Immortal Cultivation. He always harbored the dream of entering as an ancient martial arts practitioner. But doing so was too difficult. Moreover, he did not have a master to teach him. Solely based on his own abilities, it was basically impossible. Hence, he remained depressed about his unsuccessful career in the Divine Pill Sect.

After all, in the Divine Pill Sect, there were only normal Immortal Cultivators. There was essentially no one who had entered as a martial arts practitioner. Perhaps in the Immortal Cultivation realm of that time, there were not many people who had entered as martial arts practitioners. The rarity of it happening was akin to that of seeing a Giant Panda.

Mo Wen had a confused expression as he fell deep in thought. The Mo Qingtian who was leading the way in front of him had actually stopped atop a huge rock and sat cross-legged.

By this time, half a day had past and there was the sunset on the horizon. It shone on the snowy peaks, imprinting a yellowish orange hue.

He looked around his surroundings in shock. Was it possible that he had already unknowingly walked into the hidden location?

Indeed, the environment of the surrounding was a lot different from previously. Although they had been walking in the same region previously, they had never passed by the current region before. The surroundings were all very foreign and they had not even neared this area before.

However, other than the bare mountain peaks all around, it did not seem like there was anything else. Could it be that the headquarter of the Huatian Palace was not built in the hidden location?

He looked around thoroughly. There were traces of human activity. However, there was no infrastructure at all. The headquarter of Huatian Palace could not be just a bare mountain peak right?

”Where is this place?”

With a flash, he jumped up onto the huge rock that Mo Qingtian was seated cross-legged on and raised his eyebrows to ask.

If Mo Qingtian was able to enter such a hidden location, he was surely very familiar with the area. From his expression, it seemed like they had not arrived at their destination.

”Sit down, wait.”

Mo Qingtian had only said three words before shutting his eyes and not saying anymore.

Mo Wen looked all around his surroundings and did not notice anything suspicious. He was unable to make sense of the situation. Yet, Mo Qingtian was also unwilling to say anything. Thus, he could only shrug his shoulders and sit his butt down.

At this point, the only thing he could do was wait.

The sky gradually became dark and the cold wind was getting more and more chilly. The temperature had dropped very drastically, as if it was about to snow. The clear moonlight was shining atop his head and there were many stars littered all over. The night sky was vast and it made one feel even colder inside. The surrounding environment and the temperature were all filled with the cold.

It was a good thing that both Mo Wen and Mo Qingtian had very high Cultivations. Hence, they were not too affected by this little bit of cold. They did not move as they sat cross-legged on the huge rock. The snowflakes that continuously fell from the sky had covered the two of their bodies and had basically made them into snowmen.

After an unknown period of time, there was seemingly a ripple through the darkness. In a moment, it had covered the entire mountain peak and its surrounding areas. It was like the ripple of water, rising and falling, becoming more and more unstable.

Mo Wen realized with shock that the surrounding area had seen huge changes. The surrounding air had become a lot denser and it was as if he was sitting in the water.

The ripple in the air was becoming more and more intense, as if the water level was gradually rising, submerging both Mo Wen and Mo Qingtian.

”Air rippling!”

Mo Wen took in a deep breath and a look of disbelief flashed through his eyes. Him who has had the experience of Immortal Cultivation realized immediately that their space had changed and they were seemingly not in the same environment anymore.

This kind of air rippling was not something that he could change. He could only passively accept the changing of the environment.

Internally, he started to feel anxious. He was unsure what would happen after this time of a change in environment.

It was fortunate that the air rippling did not continue for long. It had only spanned time that half a stick of incense took to burn before disappearing gradually, as if it had never appeared in the first place.