Behind Qin Ming and Xu Cheng, Chixia City was as bright as day, constructed out of bluestone, the high and heavy city walls emanated clear brightness.
But in front of them was a night fog, with towering mountains standing erect, casting heavy shadows, the scene shaded and dark.
In front and behind them, it was like two completely different worlds.
Xu Cheng said, "After the first rumbles of Spring Thunder, the mountains temporarily dimmed, but in a few days, when the underground Fire Spring fully revives and surges, the wilderness will present a completely different marvelous sight."
Even now it was different, most of the ice and snow had melted, one could smell the scent of the earth, and even some old trees had new buds on their branches.
"Could our luck be changing?" Zhou Lin was somewhat excited, pointing ahead with her long spear.
At this moment, they had already delved deep into the mountain ranges.
