The world is filled with myriad sects, horrific demons, and rising heroes, but each only reigns for a few hundred years. This world had no protagonist; it was merely a cycle of one power replacing ...
"Remember to count the number of green fruits. If there is any error, we may have to stay here for another three months. This place is desolate and secluded, so it is best to leave as soon as possible!"
"Today I met Your Excellency, and he was indeed as cold as winter, sparing with words, but he was also as handsome and elegant as the rumors said..."
The wooden cabin in the sky exuded a rare sense of tranquility and warmth, and the group chatted in hushed tones.
Even after the Venerable One left, everyone knew that they could not make loud noises or talk freely here, lest they attract other alien beasts.
After all, the main purpose of this outpost is to protect that tree.
Delivering the fruit back to the clan on time to ensure the food supply for the clan members is crucial to the survival of the tribe and cannot be taken lightly.
As for rescuing fellow clansmen in distress, that was one of the few things that was second only to protecting the fruit.
Looking out the window from the cabin, you can vaguely see the mountainside opposite, with its jagged rocks.
Countless green lines dot the landscape, like long green hair growing from the black mountain peaks.
However, the green shoots cannot conceal the towering mountain, which resembles an upside-down dark green pencil piercing the sky. Looking further up, most of the mountain is submerged in the clouds, giving it a mysterious appearance.
This mountain is Longtai Mountain, and the sect that everyone talks about is located on the top of this mountain, which looks very close.
However, the saying "looking at a mountain makes a horse run itself to death" only truly reveals its meaning when you actually start traveling.
When the Venerable One arrived at the foot of Longtai Mountain with Li Sisui, whose face was covered with black spots, it was already evening.
As darkness fell, the silent mountain forest exuded an inexplicable restlessness and unease.
Even with his high level of cultivation, the Venerable One couldn't help but let out a long breath as he traveled so quickly.
Looking at Li Sisui, whose body was burning hot and whose face was covered in black, his condition was more serious than he had imagined.
Such a symptom is unheard of and unseen, and must be related to that strange eyeball.
Before the Venerable One could think further, he took a deep breath and leaped up. The light trailing behind him dragged Li Sisui along, like a glowing tail growing from the Venerable One's back, which was particularly dazzling in the deep night.
From a distance, it looked like a luminous line, leaping and swimming along the black mountainside with a spiritual quality, gradually disappearing into the thick fog halfway up the mountain.
The journey, which would normally take more than two hours, was completed in just half the time, and they arrived at the sect's gate.
Even someone as powerful as Venerable One would be safe if he weren't in the only relatively safe place in the desolate Divine Continent, a place where the Tu tribe had painstakingly cultivated its settlement for hundreds of years.
He wouldn't exert himself so fully, as it would consume a huge amount of his physical strength and cultivation, and he would also have to deal with any unexpected situations that might occur at any time, not to mention dragging someone along.
Even so, the once spotless clothes are now soaked with sweat and wrinkled.
The usually calm and collected His Majesty frowned upon seeing this, appearing quite concerned.