After rushing onward for a while, Ye Tian arrived within Myriad Gods Mountain.
Although some ignorant demonic beasts and evil fiends had emerged along the way, hoping to snack on him, Ye Tian's cultivation was now extraordinary. With a flash of sword light, all the demons, ghosts, and monsters blocking his path turned to ash.
With Ye Tian's ever-victorious swordsmanship, even the perilous barbaric mountain range was as easy to traverse as a stroll through a courtyard. Without such strength, he could not have explored the Cold Wind Mine of Myriad Gods Mountain at night.
This was merely the outer region of Myriad Gods Mountain, yet countless Heavenly Venerate cultivators had died here over the years.
After all, even the royal capital, protected by both the Human Dao aura field and the City Protection Formation, suffered disturbances from the Demon Domain. Not to mention the outskirts of Myriad Gods Mountain near Demon Capital, where all manner of demons and monsters might emerge.
In the darkness, Ye Tian looked upward.
Even with his eyesight, he could see only a pitch-black outline. Though this place was called the Cold Wind Mine, it was in fact a towering mine mountain that pierced the clouds. Even if Ye Tian flew with sword light, he would not reach its summit anytime soon.
The Cold Wind Mine was no pleasant place at night. Chilling winds blew in gusts, scattering one's soul. The bright moon cast its light, bleak, cold, and deathly pale.
"This should be called the Yin Wind Mine instead." Feeling the strange atmosphere here, Ye Tian remained calm, without the slightest tension.
Taking a breath, Ye Tian gathered spiritual energy, his figure leaping through the night like a nimble panther.
Before long, Ye Tian arrived before a mine tunnel that exuded wisps of cold