In the blink of an eye, the beam shot into the dense fog. The thick mist churned, as though it were being devoured by the light.
Lin Xuan and the others strained their eyes and could clearly see large swathes of fog vanishing, while an enormous valley slowly emerged.
The valley lay at the end of the plains, and everywhere the eye could see was bathed in a faint silver radiance.
Lush vegetation filled the valley, and jagged rocks rose everywhere, yet all of them flowed with a faint silver glow. Even the streams winding through the valley shimmered with silver light.
"That is Sun Moon Valley!"
Ling Pianran stared at the vast valley, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Could Moon Silver Flowers really be found everywhere? Are those Moon Silver Flowers on the cliff wall at the valley entrance?"
At her words, Lin Xuan and the others focused their gazes and indeed spotted three silver flowers on the cliff face.
The silver flowers were still buds and had yet to bloom. Their veins were distinctly visible, with silver dewdrops rolling down them.
The Moon Silver Flowers bloomed with moonlight, and from time to time, an illusory full moon appeared beside them, making them appear all the more exquisite.
"They should indeed be Moon Silver Flowers. It seems we will not need to face the Dark Hordes again. We only need to enter the valley and pick the flowers."
"Let's go!"
Luo Tongtian waved his hand, his steps light.
"What a pity!"
Lin Xuan sighed, his thoughts still lingering on the Dark Hordes suppressed beneath Wu Zhao Mountain.
"What is there to regret? Picking the flowers will not be easy either, and we need to pick a hundred Moon Silver Flowers."
Ling Pianran jabbed at him. Her mind was clear—Lin Xuan