Upon hearing Chixiao's words, Luo Feng looked forward, and the mountains and waters below the Spirit Boat were etched into his view.
Below lay stretches of mountain ranges, with steep peaks extending endlessly, towering and majestic. From top-down, they resembled giant sky pillars rising from the ground. The wind howled through the mountains, sending an awe-inspiring shiver down one's spine.
And at the edge of his vision, stood a colossal mountain peak, thousands of meters high.
The peak was exceedingly steep, surrounded by drifting clouds, all sheer cliffs that exuded an intimidating aura. At the peak, one could faintly see magnificent buildings set upon it.
Luo Feng noticed that nearby, martial artists continuously headed toward the mountain peak, either riding on terrifyingly powerful Demon Beasts or utilizing aerial flight, each employing their own methods; luminous flows also continuously arose from the peak.
"This is Sky Wind City."
