"Eight hundred miles of Yunluo Mountain.
Earlier, when I took the Blood Peak Warship, I passed by in haste. This time, along the way, I can take a good look."
Bai Ziyue sat silently on the broad back of the White Tiger Great Demon, quietly observing the surrounding scenery.
At this moment, it had been more than half a day since he left the sect. He had actually reached the middle section of Yunluo Mountain and arrived relatively close to the outskirts.
Although the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi around was far less than the spirit meridian of Qingxu Mountain, even the most ordinary hill had a Qi concentration comparable to a second-grade spirit meridian.
