An ultimate warrior, the one and only Alchemy Emperor, Ling Han, had died in his quest to achieve godhood. Ten thousands years later, and he, with the "Invincible Heaven Scroll", was reborn in the body of a young man with the same name. From then on, winds and clouds moved, as he set himself against uncountable geniuses of this new era. His path of becoming a legend has begun once more. At all eras, and underneath the heavens, I am the strongest!
After another few days, Ling Han had finally obtained his proof of identity as an Earth Grade alchemist. In this way, no matter which angle you looked at it from, he was still an authentic, 100% genuine Earth Grade alchemist.
"We should set out." Ling Han snapped his fingers and led the others out of the Fallen Moon Gorge, heading towards the Winter Moon Sect.
The wide horizons of the north region soon stretched out beautifully in front of them. As there was a high mountain that separated the two areas, the truth was that there was a very clear difference in climate of both areas.
The Desolate North was very dry and cold, but the north region was very humid and warm. There were large stretches of tall trees growing here that had large, fat leaves. It was nothing like the Desolate North, where the majority of greenery was the type with needle-shaped leaves that could withstand extreme cold.
However, the Spiritual Qi here was obviously much denser.