Gu Sheng could feel the spiritual power within him slowly increasing. This cultivation speed was at least three times faster than outside!
"No wonder everyone wants to come to Xuanming Divine Mountain to cultivate..."
Gu Sheng pondered, becoming more puzzled about Daoist Yong'an's intentions for giving them this opportunity.
Logically, Qinghe Holy Land has no ties with them, so why be so generous?
"Crack—"
Gu Sheng's boots stepped on the soft soil of Xuanming Divine Mountain, making a crisp cracking sound, as if crushing the bones of some creature.
He furrowed his brow and looked down, only to see the soil faintly mixed with fine crystals, glowing a strange blue under the moonlight.
"This place is truly eerie."
Ling Xiao followed behind, his footsteps much heavier, completely overshadowing Gu Sheng's sounds.
"Even the soil seems peculiar."
Gu Sheng didn't respond, but continued to move forward more cautiously.
