'Green mountains desire to talk to the exalted you. They come nonstop in droves like galloping horses.'
Li You'an and the six Mountain Lords looked at the white-robed young man sitting in front of the cliff and holding the bamboo sword, Green Mountain. They could feel a unique aura bursting out of the young man's body and constantly surging.
The invincible aura's white python which had grown much stronger was entrenched. It vaguely had the appearance of a dragon that was about to transform into a hidden dragon that was about to leave the abyss and show its fangs to the mortal world.
Not only that, but the moment the youth held the sword, their mental power surged faintly, as if they were affected by an inexplicable power.
On the young man's body, he could vaguely see a towering Green Mountain. The Green Mountain tore through the clouds and the world like a peerlessly sharp sword.
