The gentle breeze was blowing, and white clouds drifted ethereally.
A flying boat cut across the sky, departing from Tian Lan Immortal City, and sped towards Qingdan Valley.
It crossed the Thousand Miles Bamboo Sea, flew over the Qingdan District City, and one mountain peak after another, tall and short, came into view.
Luo Chen, dressed in white, stood on the flying boat, letting the breeze slap against his face, making his white clothes and black hair flutter loudly.
Looking down at the many small hills with broken walls below, he felt an increasing sense of confidence.
Especially when he arrived outside Qingdan Valley and saw the memorable Yuanhua Mountain, now only half its original size, he felt even more certain.
Yuanhua Mountain.
The gateway to Qingdan Valley!
Not only was it a gathering place of a Third Order Spirit Vein, but it was also a critical peak of the Five Peaks Around The Valley Formation.
But now!