Beyond the hillside, a circular mountain valley appeared abruptly, steep on three sides with only one entrance exposed.
In the valley, spring was in full bloom, brimming with vibrant flowers. Everything was clearly visible at a glance.
There were six or seven young women standing amidst the mountains and forests, none of whom were very old, the oldest being only sixteen or seventeen. Yet each radiated a heroic spirit with a commanding presence, their strength evidently extraordinary.
In front, a young woman wielding a longsword was engaged in battle with a mythical beast.
The beast was also covered in wounds, its breath faint, on the verge of being slain at any moment.
"Is it really an Earth Immortal Realm beast?"
Ye Qingchen's eyes narrowed.
He could see clearly.
