Nightfall descended, and the deep blue sky was studded with countless twinkling little stars, as if inviting people to roam the vastness of space. The bright moon, like a silver boat, sailed through the dark blue sea.
This is the night of Changbai Mountain, silent and serene, breathtakingly beautiful. With an outstretched hand, it seemed as though one could grasp the ripples of the Star River. The spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth gathered here. On the Divine Martial Platform, many martial artists sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and silently practiced their cultivation techniques.
"Grandfather, this Divine Martial Mountain is truly a treasure. I never imagined the mortal world would have such an excellent place for cultivation!!"
Yun Han sat beside Elder Yun, looking around. The Cold Ice Technique he was practicing caused ordinary martial artists within a three-zhang radius to stay far away.
