Dragon Head Peak was the highest point of the mountain range. It had once been a sacred site of an ancient imperial dynasty, but sadly, a battle back then had left it shattered.
Now, the entire peak was charred black, loose rocks lay scattered everywhere, and spiritual energy was thin. Lush vegetation was rarely seen.
Still, despite its ruined walls and broken structures, it remained magnificent, rising several thousand zhang high, with a bluestone path leading straight to the summit.
This was an unusual place. Though it had endured great battles, the laws laid down by the imperial dynasty remained, forbidding flight here and forcing visitors to climb on foot.
Moreover, not just anyone could ascend. Below the Heavenly God realm, anyone who had not reached the extreme realm at every stage could not even take a step.
Of course, this was not absolute. Since the mountain had lain neglected for years without repairs, some cultivators could ascend with the aid of secret treasures.
"The past drifts away like smoke. Time flows on, burying so much glory. Unless one becomes an immortal, one can never withstand the endless passage of years..." Lin Fan sighed.
Sadly, even so-called eternal life was relative. When a great calamity arrived, who could remain untouched and endure forever?
In the end, strength would still decide who stood above whom!
Nothing obstructed him along the way. The restrictions on the mountain path could not stop Lin Fan, and he soon reached the summit.
Roof tiles gleamed here, and there were even more ruined walls, yet the place was not particularly desolate. Instead, it brimmed with life.
Someone had rebuilt palaces atop these ruins, along with teahouses and wine shops, providing temporary places for passing travelers to rest.
There were also some Jade Towers and Palaces suspended