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Qinchuan passed through the prohibitions and the scenery before his eyes suddenly changed drastically.
The palaces of the Burning Heaven Sect divided Fusang Mountain at the waist. Below the mountain was the realm of mortals, while above it one could consider it the Immortal Realm. Various ancient trees that touched the sky sprouted from the ground, and the spiritual energy around became much denser. The roadside was scattered with spiritual medicines of various ages.
The mist of the Immortal Realm was faint around him, a boundless forest path lay ahead, and behind him was a vast sea of clouds.
Flying beasts and spiritual birds sang to each other, presenting a peaceful scene, showing no sign of danger and nothing reminiscent of a forbidden area.