This is a mountain range.
The tallest peaks are at least five to six thousand meters high, standing tall in every direction.
But strangely, the mountains here have all been severed in one direction.
Every mountain's cut is smooth and slants downward, forming a neat row, sliced right across the waist.
Even after being cut, they remain five to six thousand meters high; one can only imagine how towering they were in the past.
At the foot of these peaks, rocks are strewn everywhere, the severed mountain tops colliding with each other in a chaotic mess.
The entire area is filled with battle scars; even getting slightly closer feels as if countless powerful sword energies are hidden amid the rocks and woods, ready to strike out and deliver a fatal blow to intruders at any moment!
When Xiang Beifei arrived here, his first impression was one of awe!
Familiar sword marks, familiar sword momentum, familiar sword Qi.
