Qin Yiqiu entered her junior sister's sea of consciousness without the slightest obstruction. What met her eyes was a grey sky.
It looked like the oppressive prelude to a torrential downpour.
The sky in the Immortal Cultivation World was rarely this grey. Most of the time, it was a boundless expanse of clear sky, the azure blue resembling sapphires embedded in a vein of ore.
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