In the extreme east of the Second Layer Heaven of the Holy World, there lies a range of black mountains, seemingly forged from black metal, towering high into the clouds, as if they could suppress the Divine, bringing a great visual oppression.
Xiao Ye glanced over, and he seemed to be moving against the river of time, through the Time Gate, returning to the distant ancient years past.
Yet, after staring for a long time, it also made him feel as if it were Nihility, blending into the vast Heaven and Earth.
This extreme contrast in sensation made Xiao Ye's Soul tremble.
"Is this the Undying Mountain? What a strange feeling!" Xiao Ye gazed around but couldn't see the end of this black mountain range, only a path overgrown with weeds, extending straight into the mountains.
At this moment, many Martial Artists had already ascended this path, quickly disappearing among the mountains.
Undoubtedly, this path was certainly the entrance into the Undying Mountain.
