The red clothing on her body was still as dazzling as the sun, enchanting like a sunset, highlighting her unparalleled beauty.
"What is this place?" Entering the space connected by the token, Mu Qingge gazed at the white mist around her, murmuring to herself.
The discomfort in her body had disappeared.
Yet, she still felt a sense of unease in her heart.
What kind of place had she been brought to by the textless token?
Suddenly, the surrounding white mist dissipated, gradually revealing another unfamiliar world. Mu Qingge watched the changes before her, and a picturesque Immortal Realm was reflected in her clear eyes.
At the mountain peaks, the wind dispelled the clouds.
The purple sky was something Mu Qingge was seeing for the first time.
Amid the stacked mountains, white mist lingered, appearing and disappearing. In the mountains, a waterfall cascaded down like a pouring galaxy, magnificent and beautiful. Nearby, enveloped by a pale blue mist, was a sea of reed flowers. Snow-white and dense, the fragrant flowers nestled close together, as if whispering, endlessly entwined.
The fragrance of the flowers filled her senses, making her feel as if she had taken an Immortal Elixir, expelling the impure energies from her body.
Where they met the reeds, a deep blue, crystal-clear river wound into the distance, the sound of water gurgling, the azure water stretching to the horizon. Tall ancient trees, grown for countless years, stood quietly on both banks, their emerald canopies swaying gently in the wind, as if softly telling the stories of ancient times.
Before her, an ancient tree resembling a coiled dragon stood silently between heaven and earth, its massive canopy held aloft as if since time immemorial. The crystalline green leaves fell from the canopy like shattered jade.
Yet, when they touched the ground, they turned into a green radiance, absorbed by the earth, circulating within the ancient tree, making the vast canopy even greener.
Under the tree, there stood a hut built of thatch. It was simple yet elegant, carrying a touch of ethereal grace.
Mu Qingge looked at all of this in shock, feeling as if she were in a dream.
She walked forward, seemingly without obstruction.


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