Grassland.
Chen Yuan opened his Heavenly Eye, gazing at the wisp of azure Qi Fortune slowly flowing into his body and absorbed by the dilapidated altar deep in his consciousness.
It was as if the sound of gears slowly turning, and a new guidance swiftly surged into his mind.
"A cloud over Qishan in the Northern Desert, celestial spirits descending upon the mountain peaks, a deep ravine in the northeast a hundred zhang deep, the Heavenly Water Spirit Spring linked to Heavenly Phenomenon!"
Northern Desert, Qishan, ravine, Spirit Spring.
Chen Yuan's eyes flickered as he quickly discerned some details about this opportunity.
As he expected, this opportunity lay within the grasslands of the Northern Desert.
And this mountain...
Before coming to the grassland, Chen Yuan had understood some details about the grassland, including Qishan, not merely a mountain but also a royal abode.
Known as the Qishan Tribe!
He didn't expect it to be connected to his opportunity.
