C310 Wan Lin'er

The peak of the Broken Mountain was enough for a radius of ten meters. The entire mountain was a myriad of specks of white with gray spots on it, and if one looked carefully, it was as if there was a tyrannical force enveloping the area.

And on top of the Broken Mountain sat a figure. With his back facing everyone, his long hair fluttered, as though he was cultivating inside a divine residence