Looking back, starting from the foot of the mountain, the urban buildings densely spread to the end of the line of sight, seemingly infinite, full of a sense of life and urban energy.
Clearly under the same sky, even within the same region, separated by a transparent formation light screen, the setting on the mountain and below the mountain differed vastly, as though separated by a boundary between mortals and immortals, appearing to be two different worlds.
Wang Zijia paused briefly, then redirected his gaze towards the Qifeng.
After a brief tour, he headed directly for Thick Virtue Peak, where the Formation Institute was situated.
Although Wang Zijia had been to the Inner Door Seven Peaks many times, he had only visited the Inheritance Peak once, and even then, he had barely explored it. Subsequent visits, he went straight to the Scripture Pavilion.
