C412 Ambush
Yun Shan.
Thick mist permeated the air, as if enveloping the entire world. Although it was evening, one could vaguely make out the faintly discernible appearance of a cloud mountain, as though it was in a fairyland.
"Have we finally arrived at Yun Shan?" Feng Qing couldn't help but ask. From the Eastern Tomb to the Cloud Mountain, the journey was as if a century had passed
