Chapter 243: West Emperor's Relic

Stone mountains stood tall, devoid of any grass. The cliffs were like knife-cuts, sheer and precipitous, rising one after another like steps to the heavens.

This region possessed not a handful of earth, not a single blade of grass. Stone mountains stretched endlessly, and there were many stone forests. Each rock varied in form: some resembled resting oxen, others looked like green bamboo shoots—a diversity of shapes considered miraculous sights.

After entering the mountains, Ye Fan observed his surroundings. This stony land gave him a very special feeling; as if an Outer Domain world was sprawled here.

Each mountain, its own realm; each rock, its own scenery. It was as if someone had inscribed the natural traces of the Dao with grand strokes. Every mountain and stone here attracted his gaze.