The Xuanwu mountain range stretched into the distance. Ancient trees towered into the sky, and there were countless precipices and cliffs. There were many rivers running through the mountain streams, and the fragrance of rare fruits wafted through the air. Rare birds and spirit beasts roared, and a layer of gray mist enveloped the mountain range, exuding a primitive and boundless aura.
The entire Xuanwu mountain range stretched for nearly ten thousand miles, and it looked like a Xuanwu that was roaring at the sky. The place where the treasure light shot into the sky was near the center of the Xuanwu mountain range.
Ye chen controlled his puppet incarnation and arrived near the ancient tomb. It was a towering mountain that pierced through the clouds. The clouds were hovering around the mountainside of the mountain. The ancient tomb covered the sky and the sun. Strange rocks were craggy, and there were Springs and waterfalls flying everywhere.
