In the brilliantly colored palace, two Harmonization cultivators walked slowly.
A youth with ordinary features, a youth with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, the two of them had different postures and appearances, mutually disdaining each other, but had no choice but to walk together.
They held their breaths, carefully and cautiously walking through this dreamy palace constructed of colorful flowing light.
From time to time, a female Harmonization Cultivator with a cold aura, a longsword at her waist, stood quietly in an inconspicuous corner of the palace, like one of many beautiful and exquisite statues, completely motionless.
The two could not help but become somewhat restrained.
They could sense that each of these female Harmonization Cultivators was a top-notch cultivator in terms of talent, disposition, and will, considered one among the most outstanding prodigies of the Great Thousand World.
This intangible pressure was somewhat suffocating.
