He took out a scroll from his sleeve, slowly unfurled it, compared it to the surroundings, and nodded with certainty.
The distinct mountain peak is so different from its surroundings that it couldn't possibly be mistaken.
From tens of miles away, this distinctively styled mountain peak could be seen.
He rolled up the scroll, stuffed it back into his sleeve, and looked up at the mountain peak.
The mountain peak resembled a column straight to the sky, tall and upright.
White clouds and mist enveloped the mountainside, obscuring the view of the summit.
The mountain peak ascended directly without any slope; without supreme Qinggong, it was impossible to traverse up and down.
Pine trees jutted out from crevices in the cliffs, standing defiantly against the wind, as if overseeing all beings.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
The Super Sense had already shone insight above the clouds and fog, but it was empty, nothing there.
