Below the Zhasha Peaks lies a dense mountain forest, where towering trees interweave their branches, allowing sunlight to penetrate only in scattered, dappled patches. A myriad of creatures thrive and multiply within this woodland.
Many have already begun ascending the winding mountain paths of the Zhasha Peaks. The sheer majesty and perilous nature of the terrain, combined with its rugged, narrow trails, have turned many a face pale. Despite the precipitous cliffs and bottomless valleys, the lure of the Peak Milk Spirit Liquid drives many to tread this path—Chen Yingjian among them.
"Black Wind, do you truly believe that with your current strength, you can withstand an assault from all of us? What a joke," a man in his thirties said in a deep voice. He stood tall, posture as upright as an ancient pine, his gaze fixed firmly on the members of the Black Wind Stronghold ahead.
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