Xin Guangxuan fell silent for a moment, covered his eyes with his hand, and stammered, "Last night, I accidentally took a fall while sleeping."
"You are a cultivator, how could you possibly fall like that? Plus, both eyes are swollen so symmetrically, and even the extent of the swelling is nearly the same. It's clear you were beaten up," Ye Feng said with a skeptical look.
Hearing this, Xin Guangxuan felt even more depressed: "I was not beaten. It was just because I slept too high up last night and fell straight from the fifth floor rooftop, headfirst... Huh, why is there so much more mist on Misty Peak now, and the appearance of the peak seems different."
It was only then that Xin Guangxuan noticed the vast changes to Misty Peak.
In his memory, the summit of Misty Peak was an irregular oval shape with uneven ground, but now, it had turned into a circle, with the ground as flat as if it had been cleaved by a Heavenly Sword.
