Geniuses Are Like Weeds to Me
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
On the top of the mountain, which was filled with spiritual energy, Jiang Ming walked forward.
Standing there, he could finally see the source of the multicolored light. It was actually from a smooth stone platform that was surrounded by black rocks in the depths of the peak.
The stone platform was like a mirror and reflected the sunlight. Spiritual light circled the stone platform.
"This is the Saint Cultivation Platform, right?"
However, the stone platform did not seem to be an entity of its own. Instead, it was joined to the mountain. It was as if a part of the mountain had been carved to make it.
The pouring multicolored light was frenzied. It was as if it had been released from a long captivity.