Chương 468: Hesitation

Time is like a river. A river will flow through the desolate, barren ravines, bug -infested swamps, and also the snow-capped mountain as it starts to melt, while the birds and flowers begin to appear in the valley. 

The Central Pine Valley, located under the Blackfish Mouth Volcano, was exactly what people deemed a paradise.

The drifting jadesword bamboo leaves flew gracefully in the sky as if they were green butterflies swirling in the air. These fluttering bamboo leaves would tremble in the air every now and then, producing a slight booming noise. Just like a sword chime, it started to generate minute torrents and this was followed by invisible waves of energy ripples.

Wood elementalists were meditating in the bamboo forests and a faint green halo was seen revolving around their bodies.

Colourful flowers bloomed everywhere in the bamboo forest and were intertwined with the defensive vines arranged by Duanmu Huanghun. It was a magnificent sight.