This was the first time Zhang Huan had looked down from such a perspective.
Zhang Huan had used his abilities to hover briefly in the air before, and had even managed to glide. But that was nothing compared to the freedom he felt now, soaring through the sky like a bird.
Once the novelty wore off, Zhang Huan began examining the scene below.
He could make little sense of the nine mountains, so he moved directly above the valley and began inspecting what lay within it.
There were quite a few buildings in the valley, all of them low-rise.
Judging by the buildings, only about fifty households lived here.
Each household had at most two people, and most probably consisted of just one.
If he also discounted the buildings that might be empty, the valley's actual population should be around fifty.
About eighty percent were probably retired members of the Mountain Physiognomy Organization. The remaining twenty percent were the retirement home's guards.
From the looks of it, there aren't many guards in the valley. But that also means the people here have a great deal of faith in this feng shui formation.
That was both good and bad.
Their confidence meant that once his group broke through the feng shui formation and infiltrated the valley, they would not encounter much resistance.
But it also meant that breaking the formation would be harder for the three feng shui masters, and would take longer.
The longer they took, the greater the chance of discovery.
If all their efforts came to nothing then, it could very well trigger a chain reaction.
At that thought, Zhang Huan's heart tightened again.
I wonder how confident Zhuang Yan and the other two really are about this feng shui formation.
As he pondered this, Zhang Huan suddenly