The Sky-Cutting Mountain Range lay in a rarely visited region of the Central Region, surrounded by boundless wilderness stretching hundreds of thousands, even millions, of li.
The mountain range was magnificent, towering and majestic, its peaks rising tens of thousands of feet. Viewed from afar, it was an endless expanse of black.
Every peak was immense, soaring into the clouds. Strangest of all, their summits had been sliced flat, like enormous platforms standing above the clouds.
This was the renowned Sky-Cutting Mountain Range. Legend held that its peaks had grown too tall and been severed by heaven itself.
Lu Chen concealed himself high in the sky and looked down over this mysterious region, feeling waves of alarm. He knew that, in truth, the Ruthless Great Emperor had sheared it apart with a single sword strike.
At one point in history, this Saint Spirit Ancestral Land had posed an enormous threat to the Human Race. In her later years, Ruthless had unleashed her fury and washed this place in blood. Saint spirit blood had dyed a million li of mountains and rivers red, and the lofty Heavenly Palaces and Immortal Palaces had been leveled by a single sweep of her sword.
Ye Fan and the others had used the Qilin Divine Medicine as bait, drawing many people here. Forces from both the Human Race and the Ancient Race had appeared in succession, and countless powerful cultivators had entered the Sky-Cutting Mountain Range.
Some had come to eliminate Ye Fan and his companions, while others had been lured by the supposed immortal medicine.
Watching the bustling crowds, Lu Chen silently shook his head. Many would leave their bones buried here today.
"The Sacred Body is here!"
Soon, Ye Fan arrived, and chaos swept through the Sky-Cutting Mountain Range. Numerous cultivators emerged: members