Although the plains were vast and limitless, they were not truly flat. The wilderness was full of weeds, some only half as tall as a man, others taller than a man.
Trees grew extraordinarily tall, some forming woods, while others stood alone, rising high and stout as pillars.
In such a naturally wild and beautiful landscape, Song Yin and his companions showed no expression.
No one thought the scenery was good.
Speaking of scenery, the green mountains and waters of the Xumi Vein were also pleasant to look at.
The so-called 'natural scenery,' they had seen countless times before.
Not to mention Zhang Fei Xuan and the others, even Song Yin was tired of it.
In his previous life, he found nature refreshing because he lived in populated and bustling areas where nature was scarce.
But here, nature was abundant while people were scarce.
