บท 225: Chapter 84 Sword Conference (Part 1)_1

Two thousand miles to the west of Bo Wang lies the Western Road, Tianshan.

It's the settling place of the world's wind and snow, a realm of frost and jade.

Standing on the mountaintop, above is the vast sky, below is the sea-like range of mountains — grand, solitary, lofty, icy... this characterizes the temperament of the Tianshan Clan.

Gu Yunfu dismounted from his horse, looking up at the expansive blue sky, the strong wind pushing thin clouds. The dust of the human realm could not reach here, the air for miles around was clear and bright. In the distant, the grand palace atop the mountain was in sight, even the small copper sword hanging under the eaves, missing a corner, was clearly visible.

Gu Yunfu unloaded his sword and casually hung it on the horse, his two fingers loosely hooked the reins, and ascended the steps.