This is a place like a fairyland, with white clouds floating and all sorts of bizarre beasts soaring through the air.
Countless bright moons hang in the sky, illuminating the land as if it were day.
And at the edge of the sky, there is a towering mountain peak, majestic and spectacular, exceptionally grand, as if it pierces through the heavens.
Atop the mountain peak stands a palace carved from giant stones, resplendent and magnificent, exuding immense power.
Surrounding the palace are pavilions and towers, artfully arranged and exquisitely crafted.
Furthermore, on this mountain peak, there are gardens everywhere, emitting enticing fragrances, and even the slightest flower or tree within them radiates a potent energy.
This is the Half-God Hall.
The moment Li Xiaotian appeared, he was stunned by everything he saw: the pervasive, dense energy, the exotic beasts possessing special bloodlines, and the dazzling array of divine medicines.
It was simply a fairyland!
No! Even a true fairyland couldn't compare. He had been to the Fire Spirit Realm, which, as one of the twelve supreme worlds, should have been the most prosperous and top-tier world in the entire Western Domain.
But compared to the world before him, the Fire Spirit Realm was a mere fledgling.
At this moment, Li Xiaotian hovered in mid-air, with the woman from the Half-God Hall beside him, and in front of them was the strong man in white.
A high-level expert of the Half-God Hall.
"This is the Half-God Realm, a world belonging to the demigods," the man in white said faintly, his tone gentle.
"Senior," Li Xiaotian opened his mouth, about to speak, but then the man in white took a step forward. Instantly, an irresistible force swept him along with the man in white.
In the blink of an eye, the two appeared ten thousand meters away.
"Every wanderer returning home must get to know this place well. Child, don't speak yet, come with me and see this homeland that belongs to us demigods."
The man in white spoke, then took another step, and Li Xiaotian's body uncontrollably followed. The two streaked through the air, the surrounding scenery continuously receding.
Meanwhile, the woman left behind watched the backs of the man in white and Li Xiaotian with surprise, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She could never have imagined that the man in white would personally take Li Xiaotian to familiarize himself with the place.
After all, when new demigods arrived here, they were usually assigned someone to show them around.
"Xue Lin, who is he? Why would Lord Jun Wu personally escort him?"
A voice came from behind. Several figures appeared behind the woman, led by a burly man, three zhang tall, with a stern demeanor, sharp eyes like torches, and muscles all over his body.
Xue Lin turned to look at the approaching figures, a flicker of annoyance in her eyes. She replied coldly, "Just a clansman who has returned home. What, are you jealous seeing Lord Jun Wu personally host him? Qitian."
"Jealous? Heh heh, you misunderstand. I'm just a bit curious. A peak sixth-order invincible, though perhaps considered a strong individual, what qualifications does he have to warrant Lord Jun Wu personally hosting him?"
Qitian said lightly, a hint of disdain in his tone. He glanced at Li Xiaotian, who was already disappearing in the distance, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
He, Qitian, was the foremost genius below the high-level experts of the Half-God Hall!
His greatest ambition was to become a disciple of Jun Wu, but Jun Wu, being a high-level expert, was elusive, and had repeatedly rejected his requests to become a disciple, which angered him greatly.
And now, seeing Lord Jun Wu personally host a stranger, it wasn't jealousy towards Li Xiaotian, but rather a feeling of discontent.
What kind of person was worthy of Lord Jun Wu's personal attention?
"This newcomer must be quite strong, right? Xue Lin, you brought him back, don't you know his identity? His age and his experiences?"
Qitian asked Xue Lin, with an impulse to uncover everything.
"Don't misunderstand, Lord Jun Wu will likely introduce his identity later. I'm just a bit curious; a peak sixth-order invincible shouldn't normally warrant Lord Jun Wu's personal escort."
"I don't know. If you want to know, you can wait for Lord Jun Wu to introduce him later." Xue Lin said coldly, unwilling to engage with Qitian.
"You!" Qitian frowned, a flash of anger appearing, and the others around him could no longer stand it, speaking up one after another.
"Xue Lin, you're being too distant. Brother Qitian merely wants to know that person's identity; must you put on such a face?"
"Exactly. Your elder brother lost to Qitian back then because his strength was too weak. You're not still holding a grudge against Qitian for that, are you?"
"We're all on the same side; sparring is normal. Besides, your elder brother and Qitian had a battle to the death, but Qitian held back in the end and spared your elder brother's life. By rights, you should be grateful to Qitian."
"It's just the identity of a newcomer; what's so difficult to say? If your elder brother were here, he wouldn't be like this at all, but would have explained everything. After all, everyone will get to know this newcomer later."
The crowd spoke one after another, their tones mocking.
Xue Lin's expression immediately turned grim, a flicker of anger in her eyes.
Yes, her elder brother had fought Qitian in a battle to the death. Her elder brother had lost, and although Qitian hadn't killed him, he had crippled him, turning him into an ordinary person thereafter.
By rights, she should be grateful to Qitian. However, for a strong person, crippling someone was more cruel than killing them!
Moreover, when they fought back then, high-level experts were observing the scene. It was called a battle to the death, but at the crucial moment, the high-level experts would intervene.
But who would have expected Qitian to suddenly act out of character and deliver a heavy blow, crippling her elder brother? This was clearly intentional on his part.
Under such circumstances, would she be grateful to Qitian?
"Never mind. Since Xue Lin won't say, we'll just wait. We'll know the newcomer's identity later anyway," Qitian said, his tone magnanimous, but his eyes flickered towards Xue Lin with a hint of killing intent.