C1660 Trudging Through the Heat

At the top of Painting Mountain was a large and flat plaza.

The ground was filled with clouds and mist. Walking on the ground, it was as if they were walking on the peak of the clouds. The refreshing mist and mist surrounded the calves of the crowd, making them feel much more relaxed.

This place had clearly been carved and refined by humans and had been meticulously designed to look like this