In the vast and boundless mountains, a white-clad figure sped swiftly, it was none other than Mo Wangchen.
Since he left Dragon City, more than an hour had passed. Initially, within a thousand miles of Dragon City's range, he would encounter many cultivators out hunting, but now, Mo Wangchen could hardly see the presence of any cultivators.
The main reason was undoubtedly that he had ventured too far from the city.
After all, at this time, the cultivators out hunting were already beginning to converge towards the ancient city, preparing to enter the city for shelter before nightfall.
The ancient woods in the mountains were lush and thick, and from time to time, one could see the passage of majestic rivers with extraordinarily clear water.
After traversing through the mountain forests for about two hours, Mo Wangchen finally stopped, washing his face by a stream. In this Divine Domain, even cultivators found it hard to bear the scorching sun during the hot season.
