Military Counselor could clearly hear the sounds of flowers blooming.

The sounds were light and dense. Plants took root, broke the ground, sprouted, and finally bloomed. They spread the weak but unstoppable vitality and joy to every corner of Mount Qingyun.

An intense fragrance assaulted his nostrils.

Infinite white mist wantonly rolled in the mountain and surged into the main hall behind the gate of the temple.

The light of the morning ...