Vast Southern Border.
Shrouded in mist.
A hundred thousand great mountains stretch endlessly, ancient rivers flow ceaselessly. It is full of venomous creatures, fierce beasts, and primordial aberrations.
The environment is extremely harsh.
More crucially.
The depths of the hundred thousand great mountains are connected with the Primordial Great Mountains. Since ancient times, humanity's fear of the hundred thousand great mountains has been deeply rooted in their bones.
Even the Sect Leaders and Clan Leaders of various forces dare not venture too far into the hundred thousand great mountains.
At this moment.
Two figures swiftly flit by, lightly landing on a towering mountaintop.
"Are we almost there?"
Jiang Shi asked.
Daoist Master Xuan carefully determined the direction and said, "Once we cross the next mountaintop, we should be there. Let's move!"
He set into motion again, rapidly dashing forward.
Jiang Shi swiftly followed behind.
Before long.
