The Big Picture

It took nearly ten days for Lu Ming to make a round trip.

Until the 600th day of the Black Mist Calendar, a party of three finally entered the core area of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

They walked through the mist, passed through the dark forests, and with the sound of rustling leaves and blooming flowers, they arrived at the territory of the four ancient beast clans.

Before their eyes were majestic mountains, surrounded by mist.

Shrouded in the mist were towering sculptures and endless buildings.

Even though this was not the first time seeing this scene, Moon Fiend could not help but purse her lips.

"These creatures are a sorry sight. They don't look human or animal. Who knows what the four ancient beast clans have become now."

This woman not only had a bad temper but also lacked the ability to speak properly.

She either remained silent like a mute or spoke with a mocking and condescending tone, which was quite unpleasant.