The Black Mountain Range, in the Liang Country of the Northern Territory.
Viewed from high above, Tier Three Spirit Veins dotted the entire mountain range like pearls.
Towering pavilions and crisscrossing paths bustled with enthusiastic, cheerful cultivators. It was a scene of great prosperity.
"Brother Yue, is this the Sect you came from? The world is in chaos. The Elders in my sect are all in a panic, and with Elder Jiang fighting the Ancestor, he led a faction of disciples to break away... I never thought a paradise untouched by the outside world could still exist in the Northern Territory."
A pair of cultivators, a man and a woman, had stopped at the edge of Black Mountain. The man was filled with emotion as they looked around, while the woman wore a curious expression.
The Qingfeng Sect of today was a far cry from what it was during its sudden rise.
