Zhou Wen and Liu Yun carefully passed through the canyon and finally stood in front of the strange mountain peak.
"Kunlun is indeed a mysterious place. We couldn't see such a strange and tall mountain even after walking all this distance. We can only see it when standing at the foot of the mountain. If we fly, I'm afraid we will crash into it," Liu Yun sighed.
Just as Zhou Wen was about to say something, he suddenly saw the mountain shake.
"Oh no, we're too late. From the looks of it, the Immortals are already retrieving the sword. What did I say? I told you not to walk around, but you refused to listen. It's too late for regrets now," Liu Yun said gloomily.
"I'm afraid the Immortals have yet to retrieve the sword," Zhou Wen said as he stared at the mountain peak.
"You can see them?" Liu Yun looked at Zhou Wen in puzzlement.
"Even the best eyes can't see a hundred meters in such a strange place. How can I see it?" Zhou Wen shook his head.
