Ye Feng looked down below.
This mountain peak had nurtured a miniature spirit vein, emitting rich spiritual energy, which together with the adjacent Misty Peak created a circulation of spiritual energy. The spiritual light from both peaks shone upon each other, creating a stunningly beautiful scene.
"Misty Sect has a name, so how can this newly built peak not have one... This mountain did not exist before, as if it had flown here, so let's call it Feilai Peak!"
"Seven hundred meters upon Feilai Peak, I envy neither the mandarin ducks nor the immortals!"
Ye Feng whispered to himself, slowly landing on the summit of Feilai Peak.
Gong Qingqiu, Mo Ying, Qiao Jiaxi, and other disciples arrived at the summit one after another, absorbing the abundant spiritual energy here. They raised their heads to see the summit of Misty Peak, over a hundred meters away.
The difference in height between the two places was several tens of meters.
