The mountain range stretched for several miles and the first gate of the sect could be seen clearly. It had suffered a lot of damages. Some of the mountains were also in a mess, as if they had just survived a fierce war.

On the inner side, the towering main mountain was surrounded by clouds and the majestic stone gate of Wind Snow School loomed with layers of formation around.

Zhang Han walked along the edge, stepped on the top of a tree and surveyed the area around ...