"I am from Duanya Mountain."
The short sentence sent massive shockwaves through Wu Jiahui's heart. Duanya Mountain was one of the most mysterious powers in the mortal world today, even more mysterious than the extremely enigmatic Tianfeng Pavilion. Not only was the location of its headquarters unknown to anyone, but no one had ever even laid eyes on anyone from Duanya Mountain. Even if they had crossed paths, unless the other party chose to reveal their identity, nobody would ever know.
Everyone who had ever seen someone from Duanya Mountain was already dead. No one had ever survived the hands of Duanya Mountain—not even a top-tier Tenth-tier Cultivator stood the slimmest chance. Legend had it that Duanya Mountain had existed for nearly two thousand years.
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