In the westernmost lands of Hua Country, mountain ranges that stretched for thousands of miles sprawled across the terrain, resembling giant dragons resting in repose. The rugged peaks rose steeply, surrounded by dangers.
The number one hidden sect of Hua Country, the Ghost Valley Sect, had put down its roots here.
As dawn broke, the mountains were shrouded in white mist, resembling celestial islands in the clouds and surpassing even the Immortal Realm.
Giant birds occasionally soared through the fog, revealing a glimpse of scale and talon; fierce beasts roared from the valleys, shaking heaven and earth; and massive serpents coiled around the peaks, spitting out strange light as they absorbed the essence of the world...
Ye Ningxue had set out with her basket before daybreak, and it wasn't until the afternoon that she returned to her cozy little wooden house.
