Night enveloped the empire’s easternmost Dragon Snake Mountain Range.

Wang Zongwei was leaning against a large rock, not moving at all as he stared into the valley in front of him.

The valley in front of him looked like a huge crevice was suddenly torn apart in the level ground before him, the jagged eagle mouth rock at both sides of the mountains blocked the sky’s originally dim radiance. Because of the low topography, much of the surrounding forest’s black waters wriggled into a small stream, flowing into this valley. Over time, most of the valley’s white shale was dyed black, the valley depths covered in thick black sludge.

This was Sheep Point Field Mountain’s Blackland Canyon.

The Sheep Point Field Mountain marked out by Yunqin were the four long and narrow mountain ranges shaped like sheep horns. These four long and narrow horns were criss-crossed and connected, Blackland Canyon was located precisely on the easternmost ‘sheep horn’, looking just like a crack on this ‘sheep horn’.

Wang Zongwei was a Sheep Point Field Mountain Patrol Army third level soldier. In Yunqin’s border army, ordinary soldiers were only divided into three levels. If Lin Xi didn’t have a military level, even with his cultivator status, if he just entered the border army, he would still…

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