The Great Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles. Stepping inside, one feels as if plunged into a vast, boundless ocean. The undulating mountains seem like a slumbering giant dragon lying across the earth, its massive body partly hidden in the swirling mist, exuding an aura of infinite majesty and mystery.
Xu Ran sits on the back of the Peregrine Falcon, entering the Great Mountain once again.
Under the vast sky of the Great Mountain, even with Xu Ran, the Peregrine Falcon still slices through the sky like a white lightning bolt against the sapphire-like blue sky. It spreads its wings, its streamlined form like a masterpiece crafted by a divine artisan, akin to an unmatched arrow, without any excess weight, like a challenger soaring over towering mountaintops at an astonishing speed.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh---"
The fierce wind moving rapidly at high altitudes seems to have accepted the challenge from the Peregrine Falcon.
