Within the Northern Border Ruins.
As soon as Xu Fan entered, he noticed towering ancient trees around him, their trunks at least several meters thick, branches and leaves lush and exuberant, canopies like dark clouds covering the sun and sky, like a primeval forest. He couldn't even name the trees, but he felt an ancient aura rushing toward him.
With a light leap, Xu Fan reached the canopy of an ancient tree and looked up to see a gray and monotonous sky.
Below the sky, there were massive tufts of reddish-brown clouds akin to fiery clouds, oddly filled with incessant thunder and lightning, with lightning streaking across the sky and thunder booming, a harbinger of an impending storm.
The air here carried a moist scent, giving the skin the feeling of freshness after rains in the mountains.
Xu Fan breathed in the air contentedly, feeling as if he had escaped the world's noise and returned to nature.