However, the mountain was bare. It could be seen clearly from a distance. There were some stones flying in the air and then falling on the mountain.
The big ones were the size of a basin, while the small ones were the size of a fist.
One could tell that this mountain had been formed through years of accumulation.
Li Tian's divine sense sensed that all the wind was blowing from the east side of the mountain, and all the wind was blowing from the east side of the mountain.
However, the two different winds caused the rocks to fall into the space between the two winds.
In the evening, the sun was setting in the West, and the horizon just happened to connect with the high mountain range. At this time, the setting sun was like blood, gently sprinkling over the continuous mountain range.
This mountain range was thousands of meters tall. With such a coat on, one could not help but feel a sense of respect for nature.
