Duanzhen Valley did not have lush gardens like Danxia Valley did; instead, it looked surprisingly orderly and solemn. Neat rows of old pine trees were planted across the entire valley, and the moss-covered paved path that extended into the valley had a rather austere and unwelcoming aura about it.
Such an aura could have possibly come about due to the malicious energy of the spirit weapons crafted over the past thousands of years. Although the Duanzhen Valley specialized in smithing, the majority of spirit tools had been spirit weapons in the forms of swords and blades. Since they had been crafted for the sole purpose killing, it was only natural for them to contain such malicious energy.[1]
By now, the sun had already been replaced by the bright hanging moon. The valley itself was extremely quiet, and even the birds seemed to have returned to their sleep.
"You pig of a Murong Ying, your grandfather Fang Xing is here to collect the debt you owe!"
