Years flew by like a fleeting dream, the world changing beyond recognition.
In the blink of an eye, another century had passed.
Atop the Rear Mountain of Mi Yun, Lu Yuan stood leaning on a railing, his hand supporting him as he gazed into the distant sea of clouds. He couldn't help but sigh, "After three hundred years of arduous cultivation, today's Mountains of Mi Yun finally possess a bit of the Changqing charm."
Beside him, Yi Dancheng couldn't help but laugh, "In these three hundred years, the nine of us have labored day and night, expending great amounts of Magic Power and effort, continuously transferring the Earth Vein from Changqing Mountain to Mi Yun Mountain.
Now, Mi Yun Mountain rises more than twenty-seven thousand feet high, unmatched in majesty within the domain and standing as the tallest mountain.
Mi Yun Mountain has absorbed the essence of Changqing Mountain, its present charm is only to be expected."
