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Break the mountain?
Ao Mogang instinctively looked towards the east, and what caught his eye was a vast mountain range, stretching across the horizon like a massive peak.
The connected mountain range had a different looking gap in the middle, but it too was filled by a spire, seemingly topped with palatial structures, and further to the east, there were peaks high as if descending from the heavens, touching the clouds.
At the summit of those peaks, Ao Mogang could see the sun resting upon them, as though it never deviated from its position, whether it was midday or dusk.
"This is where my Jinxian Sect resides, and the peak to the east is where I cultivate my Dao," Song Yin said with a smile.
Ao Mogang blinked rapidly, his gaze shifting downwards. Although the mountain was astonishing, the pass below it warranted more of his attention.
The aura of that pass...
"Here lingers the essence of my ancestors!"
Ao Mogang pointed at the pass, a puzzled look on his face.
