Mountains and clear waters framed lush, green trees, while distant peaks were wreathed in mist. Within the haze stood an exquisite palace, resembling a realm of immortals.
Mi Lan looked quietly at the scene before him, a natural yearning rising in his heart. If not for the dried, dark-headed bloodstains on the ground, this truly would have been a rare earthly paradise.
"We have explored this outer perimeter many times, and even other cultivators have come in to sweep through it. Practically nothing is left," Yaoqin said, pointing toward the rolling palace in the distant mountains. "So, our target is there."
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