Three Peril Mountain, a towering and majestic stretch of the Divine River Mountain Range, extended for tens of thousands of miles.
The legendary Luan Clan Secret Realm had been sealed off by great restrictions for centuries and millennia, with no one able to enter.
More than ten days later, three figures approached Three Peril Mountain.
The man at their head had delicate features and wore plain clothes, untouched by the dust of the mortal world.
A hundred zhang before the mountain, Ning Chen stopped.
He glanced at the two women behind him and said, "Dong Yu, Xia Zhi, I'll have to trouble you to go announce my arrival."
"Mm."
Dong Yu nodded and said softly, "Young Master Ning, please wait a moment."
With that, Dong Yu led Xia Zhi toward the Divine River ahead.
Before long, their figures disappeared into the mountain range.
Before the mountains, Ning Chen's gaze swept over the Divine River Mountain Range before him.
A trace of astonishment flashed across his face. Such sacred land truly could not compare to anything in the human world.
Within Three Peril Mountain, layer upon layer of formations and restrictions opened.
Dong Yu and Xia Zhi entered them, heading deep into the Luan Clan's territory.
The Luan Clan Secret Realm was shrouded in mist and filled with peace and tranquility everywhere.
Deep within the secret realm, the Luan King sensed the two women's return. She opened her eyes, surprise flashing through them. Those two children had actually returned.
Outside Three Peril Mountain, Ning Chen stood quietly before the mountain and waited.
Not a trace of impatience showed on his face.
One hour after another passed.
The blazing sun traveled westward, from high noon until sunset.
Yet within Three Peril Mountain, there was still no movement.
Just as the last lingering