Above a strangely formed mountain ridge.
Jagged rocks stood in disarray, and the sky was gloomy and dark, with blinding white lightning flashing across from time to time, making the surrounding scenery even more eerie and terrifying.
Suddenly, a group of cultivators flew over the ridge. They were divided into three factions. Two of them had large numbers, each numbering in the dozens, while the third faction had only eight people and was faintly surrounded by the other two.
Chapter 214