The valley was bursting with a vital essence, shrouded in white radiance, fierce and splendid like the dwelling place of the sun, brilliant and dazzling beyond compare. In addition, there was a fresh fragrance of grass and trees wafting through the air.
Valley of the Gods!
This was another name given to it by Immortal Mountain, the dwelling place of its Deity, possessing complete natural laws, unblemished order, the Dao fulfilled to perfection.
Keep in mind that in the Lower Realm the natural laws are incomplete, the heavens and earth are not whole—a significant issue. Yet in Immortal Mountain, there existed such a place, which alone was enough to deem it the Valley of the Gods.
Shi Hao's battle garments were bloodied, but his steps were firm as he carried Qin Zhan, walking toward the valley. In that moment, he was dominant and decisive, a combat aura surging within him.
