Snowy mountains and lakes, regardless of their size, all held special significance on the Plateau.
Whether they were the Plateau's indigenous faiths or the Buddhism that had later spread there and adapted to local traditions.
Or other faiths that had originated near the Plateau.
They all called the snowy mountains Sacred Mountains.
They worshipped them throughout their lives.
Some ascetics even entered the Great Snow Mountain naked and let it become their grave.
Others carried tools into the Plateau's snowy mountains to carve statues of deities.
No one knew what secrets lay deep within those mountain ranges.
Even the most learned Spiritual Masters did not dare claim they knew the interiors of the Sacred Mountains like the backs of their hands.
Let alone the Karakoram Range, the source of the Plateau's feng shui.
Many sages called it the Phoenix Roost.
The source of all feng shui under heaven.
At that moment, Lin Feng arrived there, swaying unsteadily.
Gamalang's potion had powerful lingering effects, like the hallucinations caused by mushroom poisoning.
Everything changed into forms it could never normally take.
Just like now.
The glacier was as clear as a lake, reflecting the Firmament.
Lin Feng felt as though he had flown up before a glacial mountain as tall as the sky. The mountain twisted, and he felt he was facing the Yak God.
But Lin Feng himself did not know exactly what he had seen.
He simply told himself, I've seen the Yak God.
This glacier did not look like anything that could exist in the mortal world. It was like a Mirror stretching between heaven and earth, reflecting countless impossible things and shining them into Lin Feng's heart.
Nor was the Yak God as gentle as Lin Feng's teacher, who would at least lend him a finger's worth of