The continuous mountain group, peaks crowding around like a gathering.
The vast expanse of ten thousand li, covered in white snow as far as the eye can see.
An unremarkable and low hill, barren of spirit veins and vegetation, a rare sight of barrenness inside the Great Snow Mountain.
Such a place doesn't even merit a glance from demon beasts.
Therefore, for humans, it's actually a safe haven.
In fact, this route is indeed the secure path the group of five rogue cultivators took to enter the Great Snow Mountain to harvest and refine pills.
Within a man-made cave inside the belly of the mountain.
An ancient figure sat cross-legged within, eyes tightly shut, spirit consciousness extending out as far as possible.
Suddenly!
His eyelids trembled, and he opened those time-worn eyes.
"They're out!"
Murmuring to himself, his hands swiftly formed seals and his spirit power surged within.
And in the center of the immortal mansion, a huge compass was clicking as its needle spun.
