Mount Buzhou was originally just a mountain range in Daxia. Ever since the seals appeared, many unknown mountain ranges emerged in this region. Most of these ranges contained seals that made it impossible to venture deep into them, though a few remained unsealed.
On the summit of a peak in Mount Buzhou, Jiang Chen stood firm, holding the First Dragon Sword, his blade pointed horizontally. He looked at He Yuhuan, who stood a hundred meters away, his expression remarkably calm. Facing a powerhouse from the Cang Realm, he felt not a hint of trepidation. Three years ago, when his strength was still meager, he had been able to unleash a lethal move that left Jue Xin severely wounded. Though his cultivation level still lagged far behind Jue Xin’s today, his actual combat strength was nearly on par. Since He Yuhuan’s strength was roughly equal to Jue Xin’s, Jiang Chen had no reason to fear.
He Yuhuan wore white robes and held a folding fan; he was a picture of refined grace and extraordinary temperament. This fan was his weapon. As he flicked it, mysterious power surged through the air.
Chapter 1005