Over a month later, Su Muyao and the others arrived at the Southern Border when the moonlight first appeared.
Upon entering the Southern Border, Su Muyao felt as though she had stepped into an entirely different world. As far as the eye could see, the Ten Thousand Mountains stretched endlessly, with peaks towering into the clouds. Some peaks were as steep as sharp blades, while others were grand and lofty.
Towering trees blocked out the sun, their dense leaves interwoven, and many had varying shapes. Vines wound through the woods, like giant green snakes, while weeds grew thickly beneath the trees, leaving little room to set foot.
Everything was suffused with a primitive and mysterious aura.
The carriage halted on the outskirts. Hua Linye lifted the carriage curtain and gazed at the scenery outside, remarking, "Is this the Southern Border?"
"The atmosphere here feels very peculiar."
