Riding a Dragon on the Wind, Seizing Men

"Who goes there? How dare you run wild at the mountain gate of the Spirit-Sealing Dao!"

His voice boomed like thunder, sword light flashing. In an instant, nearly half the sky was illuminated in a riot of colors.

In the village at the foot of the mountain, quite a few wanderers of the martial world had been lodging there. Some had heard rumors that immortals dwelled here and had come to try their luck, hoping to seek an immortal affinity. Others had arranged to meet at famous mountains to test their martial skills.

Yet at this moment, seeing the radiance flickering atop the mountain, the many martial artists were utterly captivated and could not contain themselves. They all wanted to go investigate.

One had to know that many seekers of immortality, drawn here by fame, had once climbed the mountain in search of immortal traces and immortal affinity. They had even explored several of the most perilous places in the mountains. Most found nothing at all, and even when there were traces, they vanished in the blink of an eye.

As time passed, many came to believe it was merely rumor piled upon rumor. Unable to find anything, they decisively left. Yet there were also those whose devotion never changed, who remained in hopes that one day, the immortals on the mountain would see their sincerity and look upon them with favor.

During this time, strange phenomena occasionally appeared, but vanished in a flash. Quite a few people also disappeared for no reason. Some claimed they had been taken in by immortals, but more often, corpses were found somewhere in the mountains days or even months later. It could be said that the martial wanderers who came and went had paid dearly and lost much for the immortal affinity in