The Ancient Spirit Mountain Range was bursting with Spiritual Qi!
Countless peaks pierced the sky, wreathed in rising purple mist and celestial light. Exotic Beasts appeared and vanished among them. Between the valleys and deep ravines, a hazy, colorful glow lent the landscape an even more fantastical beauty, like a celestial mountain range on earth.
At this moment, an old man and a young man stood atop a nameless mountain peak.
The elder wore a purple robe adorned with a vast, profound pattern of stars that seemed to emit their own light. Even more peculiar, the stars on his robe would occasionally shift their positions ever so slightly, as if mirroring the constellations in the heavens above.
The other, a young man, was dressed in white robes that fluttered in the wind, his features handsome and distinguished.
The two were none other than Ye Wushuang and the Star Elder. They stood in silence, gazing at the horizon as a cool, refreshing breeze occasionally swept past.
