C404 Relying on His Sword to Travel to the Ends of the World

Crippled clouds collect the green ridge, the night fog gathers in the sky.

It was completely green, and the mist was half red.

God Sect, little bamboo house at the back of the mountain.

The sun was setting in the west, and its radiance dyed the heaven and earth orange. The clouds in the mountains were faintly visible, and cranes were soaring in the sky. Golden phoenixes were crying