The Saint Mountain looked like a huge dragon coiled on the ground if one looked from afar and also a sharp sword that pierced into the fleeting clouds.

Lin Yun stopped at the foot of the mountain and looked at it. Even if this was the second time he looked at Saint Mountain, he couldn’t help feeling shocked. Ye Ziling and the others have been cultivating on Saint Mountain for six months, something that no one dared to think of. Most importantly, they could receive daily guidance from ...