After Chen Feng finally managed to traverse the winding, dragon-like ring of mountains after overcoming numerous hardships, a breathtaking scene unfolded before his eyes.

In front of them stood a majestic and imposing mountain peak, piercing the clouds as if it were about to tear through the sky.

The mountain peak soars into the clouds, its summit shrouded in layers of mist, as if adorning it with a mysterious and magnificent white veil.

The clouds and mist were not still, but flowed slowly, sometimes gathering into clumps and sometimes drifting away, like fairies dancing lightly in the air.

Amidst the mist and clouds, one can vaguely see magnificent palaces appearing and disappearing, scattered in a well-organized manner on the mountainside and mountaintop, with pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted rafters, a sight to behold.

Moreover, a series of booming sounds came from the mountains. It turned out that a series of cascading waterfalls were pouring down from the heights, splashing water everywhere like smoke and mist.

Some of these waterfalls hang like silver ribbons in the air, while others resemble white rainbows piercing the sun; their magnificent momentum is breathtaking.

The entire scene was breathtakingly beautiful, like a fairyland or a paradise on earth.

However, what is strange is that despite the beautiful scenery, there is not a single person in sight.

There were no bustling tourists, no busy mountain people, and it was difficult to even find a bird or a beast.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the sounds of wind, water, and the occasional rustling of leaves, adding to the ethereal atmosphere.

This seemingly perfect place now appears somewhat lifeless due to the lack of vitality.

"Is this the ruins of an ancient sect? It is indeed grand and full of celestial energy, unlike ordinary sect ruins."

Chen Feng sighed, then flew down the mountain and headed towards the mountain peak ahead.

"boom--"

At this moment, at the foot of that towering, cloud-shrouded mountain, a number of martial artists from various races have gathered.

They were either in small groups or alone; some looked around nervously, while others chatted leisurely.

Just then, a deafening shout of battle and the clanging of weapons suddenly came from not far away, drawing everyone's attention.

Several intense battles were taking place in various locations, creating a highly dramatic scene.

On a battlefield, a human warrior is engaged in a fierce and brutal battle with a werewolf.

On another battlefield, the beautiful and elegant elves clashed with the evil and dark demons.

The arrows in the hands of the elves streaked across the sky like shooting stars, accurately striking the demons;

The demons unleashed various bizarre spells, with black flames burning fiercely in the air, attempting to devour the elves.

In addition, there are the short but incredibly strong dwarves and the mysterious vampires fighting each other, as well as the technologically advanced mechanical race and the winged people with light wings engaged in a fierce battle.

The whole scene looked chaotic, yet it was also full of a unique kind of excitement and brilliance.

Chen Feng stood aside and quietly observed everything. He keenly noticed that among the alien warriors participating in the battle, several of them exuded an extraordinary aura.

These people are clearly far stronger than ordinary martial artists; they must be the best of their respective clans.

Amidst the intense battle, Chen Feng's keen eyes spotted a familiar figure.

—That was Elena, the elven woman he knew!

At this moment, Elena had successfully broken through to the third rank, and her whole body was radiating a remarkable light.

Elena held an exquisite magic longbow, the bowstring trembling constantly, and arrows shining with magical light shot towards the powerful third-rank demon warrior opposite her like meteors.

The demon warrior was tall and imposing, surrounded by billowing demonic energy. He held a huge battle axe in his hand, and each swing of it brought with it a sharp gust of wind.

The two fought back and forth, neither giving an inch, and for a time they were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Elena's archery skills were exquisite, and each arrow contained powerful magic, making the demon warrior dare not underestimate her.

The demon warriors, relying on their immense strength and ferocious attacks, repeatedly thwarted Elena's offensive.

At the same time, Chen Feng's gaze quickly swept across the battlefield, and he soon spotted Bai Feng, Zhou Yuru, Zhao Danyang, Li Yunfei, and others from the human race.

To his great surprise, all of his former companions had now broken through to become third-grade innate grandmasters!

Bai Feng, with his agile figure and sharp swordsmanship, was engaged in a thrilling battle with a werewolf warrior who was also a third-rank expert.

The longsword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, and his sword strikes were as fierce as a storm, forcing the werewolf warrior to retreat repeatedly.

However, the werewolf warrior was no ordinary creature. It moved swiftly and agilely, roaring intermittently, its sharp claws flashing through the air, posing a considerable threat to Bai Feng.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense, with shouts of battle and the clash of weapons echoing through the sky.

Chen Feng stared intently at the scene before him, silently cheering on his friends.

Chen Feng's sharp, hawk-like gaze slowly swept across the surroundings, taking in every figure.

His gaze first fell on Andre, the vampire with a tall and stern face.

Andrei was dressed in a long black robe, the sleeves of which fluttered in the wind, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng's gaze turned to the direction of the demons, and he immediately spotted the burly, muscular Mo Tianzhi.

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