About five or six miles away from Shang Huan and Mo Wuzhou's trading spot.
Inside a dense forest roughly the size of four soccer fields, the underbrush was cleared, leaving only towering trees over thirty feet tall.
Seen from Peng Yue Mountain, there were many similar forests all around, all the work of pioneer teams.
It was said that after being surveyed by the experts of the Lower Courtyard, it could hide wind and gather qi.
There were also rumors that it was for setting up the Mountain Protection Magical Barriers.
In the heart of the dense forest, about six or seven meters underground, there was a secret chamber as large as two living rooms with a five-meter-high ceiling.
Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a cushion, holding the Fire Cloud Gourd in his right hand.
Glowing algae lamps shaped like water droplets floated above his head, radiating a soft white and gentle light.
