The wind howled softly across the vast skies as space itself twisted open.
From within it, Bai Zihan stepped out.
His robes fluttered lightly before settling, his figure descending from the fractured void onto the familiar lands of the Mu Clan.
He didn't go to the Bai Clan but instead went directly to the Mu Clan, and the reason was simple—to test out his Grandmaster Alchemist skill.
Bai Zihan's gaze swept across the clan briefly.
Mountains, rivers, and entire regions were filled with the faint fragrance of herbs and spiritual plants.
Terraced fields of spiritual herbs extended as far as the eye could see, glowing faintly under the sunlight.
Streams of clear water flowed gently between them, carrying traces of medicinal essence.
At the heart of the valley stood elegant structures. Unlike the domineering presence of the Bai Clan, this place felt peaceful.
The Mu Clan!
Bai Zihan's gaze lingered for a moment.
Then he stepped forward.
