The sect's team set out in grand fashion. When they reached the secret passage by the cliff, the whole team felt a solemn atmosphere.
A sense of oppression arose from nowhere, making everyone feel particularly stifled, as if sensing the unresolved grievances from when the sect was in decline, even hearing the indignant roars of the sect's ancestors from the past.
Descending through a hidden passageway, they came to a staircase clinging tightly to the cliff's edge. Looking down, it seemed bottomless; the staircase was shrouded in mist and invisible from outside.
Like this, after walking for about an hour, they finally arrived at the plaza in front of a dilapidated palace.
The plaza was large, even grander than the palace they currently used. The entire plaza and palace seemed as if they were wedged into the cliff.
To the right, there was still an abyss. Looking down, it was shrouded in mist, making it difficult to discern its depth.
