East of the marshes of the Nine Rivers lies a towering mountain range that stretches for thirty thousand miles beyond the Cyan Peak Daoist School.
Layers upon layers of peaks and ridges, mountains and water resembling a painting, it is just the break of dawn, countless mists rolling, akin to a dragon spiraling among the mountains, reflecting an aura that makes the mountains seem like the Immortal Realm.
Among the mountains, four peaks stand tall and aloof, piercing through the sea of clouds, almost equal to the heavens.
Immortal cranes flutter, Spirit Ginseng covers the land, flora turns essence, occasionally a child in Daoist Robe walks between cliffs and blue stones, bending to pick herbs, with a Spiritual Ape carrying a basket, illustrating a scene serene and tranquil.
Upon the central Spirit Peak, pavilions and towers, Jade Hall with golden tiles, countless buildings winding down the mountain, creating a magnificent sight.
