The new Wenjin Mountain had formed.
Chu Ning looked down at the mountain peak thirty feet below, understanding clearly that this mountain was birthed by Wenjin Mountain.
The lifespan of the original Wenjin Mountain had ended, and it had ultimately passed its essence to Chu Ning, nurturing the cultivators of Wenjin City with spiritual power.
He had thought that Wenjin Mountain had completely dissipated, but now it seemed that Wenjin Mountain had been reborn once again.
More accurately speaking, it was not a rebirth but rather that it had birthed a subsidiary mountain.
Chu Ning landed on this smaller mountain peak. As he approached, he could clearly sense the excitement and joy of the smaller mountain peak, as if a child who had left home was seeing its parents.
"So, it's because of you, little one, that I couldn't refine the mountain, isn't it?"
Chu Ning touched a huge rock on the summit, and now he understood what was going on.