Jiang Ding soared through the sky.
As of today, the Minor Thousand World is no longer an incomparably vast realm for him.
Using the Six Paths Order as a lever, he walks upon the rules, and space almost loses distance before him, at least in the observation of Divine Sense from a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Miles are like a step; there is essentially no difference between them.
At a certain moment, Jiang Ding stopped and gazed at the earth.
To be precise, it was a mountain range spanning hundreds of kilometers on the ground. To a Nascent Soul Cultivator, this was a small hill that could be easily obliterated with a single blow, not deserving of the term mountain range.
The name of this mountain range is Donglingshan Mountain.
At least more than four thousand years ago, it was called this.
