When Xiao Hua flew to Luofeng Mountain, it was already dusk. The red sun was setting in the west, and rosy clouds filled the sky, carpeting the entire western horizon. Against those clouds that spread across the heavens, Luofeng Mountain's ancient pines, emerald bamboo, deep pools, and shallow streams appeared especially beautiful.
Xiao Hua was bathed in five-colored clouds of sunset, as though he had arrived riding the Five-colored Divine Light. From afar, he looked tremendously imposing.
"Eh? The evening clouds I usually see are all blood-red, yet Luofeng Mountain's sunset clouds are actually five-colored! How marvelous!" Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes at the splendid scene beyond the sky and chuckled to himself. "Rather than calling this range Luofeng Mountain, they might as well call it Rosy Cloud Mountain!"
Immediately afterward, Xiao Hua released his divine sense and made a brief search through the mountain range. A smile promptly appeared on his face. He flew over several ridges, then descended beside one of the tallest peaks.
This was Luofeng Mountain's main peak, Luori Mountain. It stood several hundred zhang high, and not only was its terrain extraordinarily perilous, but there was only a single mountain path leading from its foot to its summit.
At that moment, every few zhang along the mountain path, either a brawny man or a solemn-looking fellow stood guard with various Weapons in hand!
Xiao Hua had originally intended to land atop Luori Mountain, but there were far too many Martial Arts Masters on the mountain. If he went up there himself, he would inevitably startle the world with his shocking conduct. His purpose was merely to seek out his own origins, so there was no need to show off.
Thus, Xiao Hua proceeded at an unhurried pace. Before he even reached the mountain path, a