The winding stone dragon like mountain path stood alone in this misty land. Thick fog swirled around it, impossible to see through, making everything appear strange and mysterious.

At this current time, a lone figure was slowly climbing the long mountain path.

This figure naturally belonged to Zhou Yuan.

His face was currently deathly pale, nearly devoid of blood. The Genesis Qi around him had become extremely feeble, because the originally four thousand brightly shining ...