The green mountains resembled jade, and the emerald waters murmured.
A winding brook flowed cheerfully out from the mountain ravine, and a village lay at the foot of the mountain.
It happened to be the busy farming season, and the village farmers carried their hoes into the fields.
Rumble...
Suddenly, the great mountain behind the village shook violently.
The villagers were terrified and rushed out of their homes in a panic.
Everyone shouted, "An earthquake! An earthquake!"
After the mountain shook and the earth trembled, a pillar of light shot into the sky and pierced the clouds.
A figure flew out of the pillar of light and streaked toward the horizon, soon vanishing without a trace.
Several days later, under the organization of the village elders, several experienced hunters picked up their weapons and equipment, steeled their courage, and entered the mountains to investigate where that pillar of light had come from.
By the time they found the place where the pillar of light had appeared, its radiance had already faded. All that remained on the ground was a hundred-zhang-wide flat expanse, covered in countless incomparably profound and intricate runes.
Whoosh...
White light shot into the heavens as Lin Bai staggered out of the teleportation array.
His divine sense immediately spread out, revealing that this was an unknown mountain. There were no cultivators nearby, only a village of mortals at the foot of the mountain.
"I wonder where this place is?"
The Crow stood on Lin Bai's shoulder, a pair of black, gemstone-like eyes gazing around.
"Cough, cough." Lin Bai covered his mouth and coughed. When he spread his palm, it was covered in blood he had coughed up.
"I never thought Fei Lingzi's cultivation would be so profound. I really underestimated him."
Lin Bai had thought that, relying