The mountains stretched back and forth like long snakes slowly moving in the quiet night.
After a few random turns, the "head" and "tail" of the snake faced each other across its "body", almost forming a loop.
However, there was a huge gap in the "body" between them, creating a deep valley. The Everlasting Tribe of yesteryears had lived here, and thus it was called Everlasting Valley.
Blood mists floated up from the Everlasting Valley, mixing with the peach blossom miasma, thousand poison miasma, and dead leaf miasma. Birds flew around it and wild beasts avoided it, making it a habitat only for the most poisonous.
Fog and miasma weakened Meng Qi's mental perception, and he thus fell from the air and stepped on the muddy and slippery ground at the mouth of the valley.
He was still dressed in white, holding his sword in one hand, and walking gracefully at a leisurely pace.
