A Hidden Boundary, Chasing Corpses

Fallen Immortal Mountain.

It was calm and peaceful.

At the foot of the mountain, a handsome man held a long sword in hand, and was standing completely still in front of a tree, as unmoving as a statue.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be submerged in a strange aura. After a long time, he finally raised his hand, cutting down the three with one slash.

Bang!

It penetrated the tree deeply. That slash was even deeper than the one he did a day ago!

However, he still stopped, and in the same way, only unleashed his second slash after a long time!

Beside him was a book that swayed with the wind.

On the mountain, within the four-part courtyard.

Twang twang twang!

The sound of the zither flowed like water, slowly playing.

Qin Manyun had a white dress on, and her lithe hands were gently playing the zither, the sounds of her music accompanying the slight wind, blowing at the dress. It was a sight of true beauty.