After Yang Luo and his group left Xuantian City, they followed the crowd straight to the Xianxia Mountains.
Moreover, besides Xuantian City, cultivators from several surrounding ancient cities were also rushing to the competition venue.
They flew for a full hour.
Finally, Yang Luo and his group arrived at the Xianxia Mountains.
Looking into the distance.
The entire Xianxia Mountains stretched for thousands of miles, seemingly endless.
The mountains rose and fell, layer upon layer, dense forests abounded, flowers and grass flourished, lush and thriving.
The morning clouds filled the sky, mist swirled, auspicious colors soared, the scenery was picturesque.
"Is this the Xianxia Mountains? It's so beautiful!"
Song Zhixin couldn't help but exclaim, "This place is simply an earthly paradise, no, it's an immortal realm!"
Flame Emperor said, "The spiritual energy here is also very abundant, it's an exceptional place!"
