So this is Black Wind Ridge...
Luo Feng stared at the dark and forbidding mountain range before him, his gaze tightening.
The mountain range was perilous, its baleful aura soaring into the sky. It was utterly malevolent. No wonder everyone turned pale at the mere mention of traveling to Black Wind Ridge.
The sound of hooves heralded Yao Qing, who rode her horse to the front of the escort, announcing, "We'll stop to rest and recuperate. We will set off in an hour."
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison and immediately set up camp, taking out medicinal pills to recover their energy.
No one dared to underestimate Black Wind Ridge.
This mountain range teemed with demon beasts and its terrain was treacherous. What was most terrifying, however, was that this region was prowled by numerous bandits and highwaymen, all of them renowned figures in the martial world. The slightest carelessness could mean death, becoming mere fodder for demon beasts.
