They traveled for three consecutive days.
By midday on the third day,
Yang Luo and his group finally arrived at the outskirts of the Immortal Desolate Ancient Mine.
The entire Immortal Desolate Ancient Mine stretched indefinitely, with no end in sight.
Towering mountains stood between Heaven and Earth, shimmering with diverse immortal lights, dazzling and resplendent.
These great mountains not only shined brilliantly but also contained various energies.
Some burned with flames, some exuded bone-chilling coldness, while others swirled with lightning, quite magical indeed.
Tall ancient trees grew between the mountains, and various rare herbs also thrived in this place.
However, some mountains were already damaged, and some areas were barren, clearly having been mined.
Furthermore, many birds and beasts could be seen flying in the sky and running through the forests.
"Brother Yang, is this the Immortal Desolate Ancient Mine?"
Bujie looked ahead with astonishment and asked.
