C1149 Hundred Refined Steel Strength

Pei Junlin offered a faint smile and transformed into a breeze, ascending effortlessly. As he made his way, he sensed the heavy fortifications of Wudang Mountain, a palpable shroud of lethal intent hanging over it.

Ancient masters of the Sword Dao were meditating on the rocks, their piercing gazes occasionally sweeping their surroundings. Recognizing Pei Junlin