The night scenery of the City Lord Manor under the immortal formation was as beautiful as a painting. The moon formed by immortal spiritual energy hung high in the sky, and the moonlight shone on the master bedroom in the backyard.
In this spacious bedroom, waves of mist rose on the mattress made of the velvet spat out by the Six-Winged Immortal Silkworm. In the mist, the lines formed by figures were outlined together, forming a beautiful art painting like a thousand-handed Guanyin.
Not only was there a fertile grassland where cows and sheep could be seen by the wind, but there were also dancing butterflies crossing the gurgling stream. The airflow caused by their wings left hoof marks on the grassland. Not far from the grassland, a pale tiger roar was roaring at the Line Canyon below.