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The hazy distant mountain was shrouded in a layer of gauze, and was filled with shadows.
He moved closer and closer in the ethereal clouds, as if he was writing a few lines of light ink, smearing them on the blue horizon.
Mountains had their own majesty and elegance, mountains also had their own simple and unadorned character. Mountains were lofty and grand, mountains were handsome, mountains were dangerous, mountains were meandering, mountains were flat, mountains were abrupt, mountains were gentle, and the whistling of the wind was mountains.
The mountains were sometimes devoid of any supernatural abilities, and sometimes dull and unremarkable.
Right now, they were standing atop a towering, towering mountain. The surrounding fog was so thick that it seemed as though they were living in a land of Immortals.
The mountain did not speak a word, but it was definitely not silent.
The flowing waterfall was a roar that sounded like it was splitting the earth.
The gurgling stream was its beautiful music to pour out.
The gurgling spring water was its beautiful display of singing throat.
The roaring Song Tao was the mountain protesting against the raging winds.
The clear dripping sound was the mountain's record of the passage of time.
There were streaks of multicolored light flying through the mountains in the distance. If one took a closer look, they would see that it was actually human figures.
In one of the streams of light, a person appeared. Even though it was a thousand meters away, just a single glance was enough to make one unable to forget him.
In the distance, a young man walked over, dressed in a black robe. His figure was ethereal, with 3,000 strands of black hair flowing down his shoulders. His body was slightly flickering with a glimmer of light.
It had a jade-like face, but it revealed a sense of estrangement, making one feel like a celestial being.
Even though he was standing there silently, he gave off a cold aura. It was blasphemy to look at him for even a second.
His black eyes were as deep as an ancient spring. When he looked at his eyes, his body was powerless and he could not take a single step forward.
Niu Thirteen and the others looked at this man in shock. This was the first time they had seen someone capable of flying in the sky. It was as if they had seen a living immortal from the legends.
Before the black-robed youth could even get close, Zhao Fang, Sun Qiang, and the other three people respectfully and respectfully looked at his luggage from afar.
"Senior-apprentice Brother Chi!"
When the rookies saw the arrogant and domineering Zhao Fang and the humble look on this Senior-apprentice Brother Chi's face, they were all shocked. What background did this Senior-apprentice Brother Chi have?
"En!"
Chi Yi nodded slightly. He just happened to pass by and happened to see Zhao Fang and the others, so he casually came over to take a look.
"They must be this year's new juniors!"
"Yes, Senior-apprentice Brother Chi!"
Zhao Fang was a little flattered. The legendary Senior-apprentice Brother Chi, a legendary character, had taken the initiative to speak to him today.
Sun Qiang and the others were also extremely excited. Senior-apprentice Brother Chi, one of the top ten disciples of the Sky Demon Martial School, is a famous figure in the younger generation of the Sinful Territory.
Chi Yi glanced at the new disciples, then looked at the death god in the crowd in surprise.
"Interesting, it's actually the legendary Body of the God of Death! This is going to be fun, haha! "
Chi Yi's eyes were filled with fighting spirit when he looked at the god of death, which shocked Zhao Fang and the other three.
When they looked at the grim reaper again, it was as if they had seen a ghost. The legendary Senior-apprentice Brother Chi had revealed his fighting spirit to a newcomer.
This was no less than a rank 18 earthquake for the disciples of the Heaven Demon Sect. Even the entire sect would be shocked.
Chi Yi took a deep glance at the god of death, then turned into a beam of light and disappeared.
The god of death stared at Chi Yi's back, remaining still, without showing any emotion.
The way Zhao Fang and the other three looked at the Death God was completely different, if they saw him as a new disciple with a bright future.
Now that they saw the Death God as a terrifying character, there was a high chance that he would grow into a terrifying character like Senior-apprentice Brother Chi in the future.