The land was utterly desolate. It was called desolate because no birds or beasts cried out here. Although mountain ranges rose one after another and the vegetation was lush and verdant, the place seemed empty, devoid of life. Water flowed in the distance, and mountain winds blew through the peaks, yet not a single ordinary bird could be seen.
The mountain peaks here were low, and ravines crisscrossed the land, as though it had endured a great war in ancient times.
Heaven and Earth Origin Energy filled the sky, far denser than in any region of the Three Realms. Yet there was a chill in the air.
This land had long since become barren, and very few cultivators came here.
On this day, five cultivators suddenly appeared—three men and two women, all of them seemingly quite young. The men were handsome, the female cultivators beautiful, and the five stood atop the back of a gigantic bird, looking relaxed and harmonious.
All five wore battle attire. One male cultivator wore golden armor, which glimmered with golden radiance beneath the sunlight. It was not dazzling, but exuded a sense of quality. The other two male cultivators wore cyan armor, hazy cyan light radiating from their bodies and giving off a chill. The two female cultivators wore silver armor, which clung tightly to their bodies, outlining their curving figures even more clearly and lending them extraordinary beauty.
None of the five were very old. The oldest was no more than thirty, while one of the female cultivators looked only thirteen or fourteen, petite and charming. Beneath the five was a Luan Bird.
The Luan Bird was enormous. Its wings stretched forty or fifty zhang, while its body alone was twenty or thirty zhang long. Carrying the five on its back, it did not