The wind whistled as swathes of grassland swept by beneath.
Jiang Ding's Divine Sense swept across all directions, continuously collecting and recording the various landscapes, languages, and customs of the Northern Plains, comparing and verifying them with the memories of Immortal Tiankuang, Ms. Thousand Snakes, and others.
Across the grassland, tribes and felt tents appeared intermittently, with people herding cattle and sheep, settling wherever there was water and grass.
Occasionally, a small mountain could be seen on the horizon.
This often represented a strategic location that surrounding tribes would fight over at great cost; its wood could be used as fuel, to construct the frames of tents, to make bows and arrows, and its bark could be turned into rope. The uses were endless and vital to survival.
