Gu Qing Shan peeked his head out from below the clouds.
A large rock stood within his vision.
This rock was a familiar one.
This place was the Feeding Ground.
Gu Qing Shan had already gone far past where the Golden Dragon was, plus he was quite close to where the foot of the mountain and the palace structures were.
He leapt out from the layer of clouds and turned into a blurred figure that flew towards the faraway mountain.
About half an incense's stick of time later, he gradually saw the appearance of a pavilion.
The Mountain Protector Pavilion.
The Kirin was currently leaning on the pavilion, sleeping.
It was giving off incredible pressure.
To deal with Gu Qing Shan, all it needed to do was look at him.
How unimaginable, for this to be nothing a lingering strand of its soul.
Gu Qing Shan took out the jade disk that the Spirit Tortoise gave him and held it.
