Several moments passed.
Qin Feiyang arrived at a massive peak.
The peak, roughly five to six thousand feet tall, was the tallest mountain in the surrounding few miles.
He ascended to the summit, standing at the edge, looking down at the scenery before him.
In front of him was a vast plain.
There were no trees on the plain, but it was covered in wild grass, a lush sea of green.
BOOM! CRACK!
The noise of battle, incessantly echoing, was as deafening as thunder.
The sounds originated from the center of the plain.
A fierce battle was taking place there.
A man and a woman were fighting, but due to the distance, their faces were not clearly visible.
However, the man had a head of long red hair, which suggested he was Wan Chou.
A few hundred meters away from the battlefield, four figures stood shoulder to shoulder, also keeping an eye on the battlefield.
These four were Fenghuo, Fengg Wuxie, and the pair of twin sisters.
