Ling Mountain.
This was the only name that appeared in Zheng Qing's mind as he gazed at the massive, thriving figure before him. He felt like he was standing at the foot of Ling Mountain as a seeker of truth, looking up at the truth and singularity of the world.
The 'page' torn by Elder Ruoyu slowly closed behind Zheng Qing and Korma, trapping the summer heat from Buji Island on the other side. Although there was no wind at the foot of the mountain, and only a Divine Thought was attached to the Alpha figure, Zheng Qing could still feel a thread of coolness flowing through the air.
This was not the chill brought by temperature change.
But the yin energy left in the world by a deceased legend.
