Southern Border, Yi Tian Mountain.
Fang Yuan strode forward barefoot.
His appearance had already undergone a drastic transformation. Muscles bulged all over his body, his chest was bare, and his hair, beard, chest hair, even the hair on his legs and feet were exceptionally thick.
All that hair was earthy yellow, while the clothes on his body were practically tattered rags.
His cheekbones jutted out, and the joints on his fingers and toes were larger than those of ordinary people.
His nose bridge was short and flat, his two large nostrils flared outward, and the nose hair within was just as thick, seeming to surge out of his nostrils in a mad scramble.
Though this appearance was dirt-common and unbearably ugly, Fang Yuan had carefully selected it by drawing upon the memories of his previous life.
In Fang Yuan's previous life, the original owner of this appearance had joined Yi Tian Mountain at this very time.
But after Fang Yuan's rebirth, he had secretly acted and quietly killed that person.
Fang Yuan had taken his place and come to Yi Tian Mountain.
The morning sun had just risen, and a thin mist hung in the air.
Yi Tian Mountain was still very quiet, with birdsong drifting out from the forest from time to time.
At this time, the righteous and demonic battle had not even begun its first clash.
When Fang Yuan had disguised his identity and joined Yi Tian Mountain in his previous life, the righteous and demonic sides had already been fighting in full swing, and even demonic underlings guarded the foot of the mountain.
But in this life, Fang Yuan had appeared here several months ahead of time.
At this time, Xiao Shan had only just been exiled by the Xiao clan. Not long ago, he and