Pure White Mountain border.
The roaring sound echoed for miles, and the mountain covered with flying fragments of paper had a neat, tiny tear in its Heavenly Peak.
Molten Lava poured down from above.
Wugou Reverend's thin figure was completely submerged in this magnificent Blazing Flame waterfall.
But it was only submerged.
The Blazing Flame splashed upon hitting the ground, and one could faintly see.
Within the waterfall.
Wugou Reverend's figure remained unmoved.
He stood silently in place, slowly lifting his head, as if enjoying a bath.
"You shouldn't be here."
Chien Daoist stared at the thin figure continuously washed by the Blazing Flame waterfall, his wide red robe fluttering in the wind, deep within the sleeves glimmered specks of Blazing Flame.
"This is Pure White Mountain... My duty here is solely to guard the mountain."
Wugou Reverend's voice was deep, inconsistent with his image.
The figure beneath the lava was as thin as paper.
