Spirit Blade Mountain Novels & Stories

The Spirit Stones would be accumulated and kept until then. The next seven days passed quickly. The written test was nothing more than child's play to him. Even the three Elders were amazed by the answers he had provided for the questions in the examination for some of which were unknown even to them. He had but merely riffled through the pages of the thick manuscript for information on the Divine Vessel technique. It was then tossed to Lil Ruo who would once in a while read it in leisure. He then found out that Lingtai Mountain had a number of main peaks. The Dragon Peak is the first, followed by the Star-plucking Peak, the Moon-gazing Peak, the Oak Crane Peak, and the Shrouded Peak; all of

After flying for about eight hundred miles, the spirit boat suddenly turned around and began to slowly land after circling around the mountain ridge. At this time, they were only 1,000 miles away from Stone Tower Town. "As I expected." Caspian snorted and took a sip of spiritual tea. At the same time, he directly released his Divine Awareness and swept toward the mountain ridge. Soon, he found traces of formation in the rocks below the spirit boat. The maza arrays and fantasy arrays overlapped. In addition, this position was originally located in the depression of the mountain rock. Generally speaking, even if a cultivator flew over at a close distance, they might not find it.

He might be able to teach her something. Fantasizing about the look on Markus' face when this news reached him, Liam felt a gradual boost in his mood. He glanced at Markus, who still had that foolish smile plastered across his face, and scoffed in disdain. He should be allowed to keep that smile for a few more days. After that, Liam would see if he could still laugh! ... Silvermist Mountain was located at the border between Riverwood and Amdale. In fact, it wasn't a single mountain, but a mountain range featuring peaks that overlapped one another.

I murmured. Edward glanced at me. “The wind?” “No,” I whispered. “The mountains. They’re… speaking.” Sylra slowed her pace but didn’t turn. “You’re not wrong. The Whispering Peaks got their name for a reason. The stones here remember every death, every promise broken. They echo it back to those who can hear.” Aaron snorted. “Fantastic. So we’re hiking through a graveyard with opinions.” Sylra ignored him. “Keep your minds guarded. These mountains feed on fear.”

"It seems that I still have to improve my strength!" Zephyr Khan's eyes flashed slightly. As he narrowed his eyes, he had a plan in his mind. "Let's go to Wolf-tooth Mountain first!" This place was very suitable for Zephyr Khan to avoid trouble. Wolf-tooth Mountain was a very long mountain peak in Domain of the Miyuan. Its four veins were endless, like a fierce wolf living there, giving people a feeling of fear. The reason why Zephyr Khan intended to come to Wolf-tooth Mountain was that he had heard the news of Spiritual Stones.

After sighing inwardly, Severin released his divine senses and flew directly towards the direction of the Second Mountain. The Second Mountain, also known as Sword Mountain, resembled a sharp sword thrust into the earth, with clouds billowing and rosy light enveloping the summit. The sword edge wasn't wide, it was only a few miles but extremely steep. It also has rugged and towering cliffs, as well as slippery precipices. Lush bushes grew between the cliffs, with white cranes circling and spiritual apes frolicking, their crow incessant. The white sea of clouds rolled in the middle of the sky, making the sword edge appear as if it stood between heaven and earth.

The scent of hot oil and ozone was replaced by the smell of blooming lavender and fresh, mountain air. I wasn't standing in the deep-core. I was standing in a field of violet grass in the North. But there was no Sun-Spire. There was no Heart-Tree. The mountains were untouched by iron; the sky was a simple, clear blue, devoid of the prismatic streaks of the Integration.

My name. I gripped Kael’s hand tighter. By the time we reached the first rise of the Whispering Mountains, I could hardly breathe. My legs ached. My vision swam. But something urged me on. It was something beyond fear. It wasn’t long before the path vanished entirely, swallowed by creeping vines and thick fog. Kael knelt at a moss-covered stone and brushed the dirt from it. Etched into its surface was a spiral, jagged like a wolf’s claw.

★𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆 The Whispering Peaks were a stark contrast to the familiar, ancient forests of the Silvermoon territory. Here, the air was thin and biting, carrying the scent of raw stone and ancient ice. Jagged peaks scraped against an often-overcast sky, and the narrow paths wound treacherously along sheer drops. Every step was a careful calculation, our bodies protesting the relentless climb. This was a land that seemed to reject life, yet pulsed with an undeniable, primal power.

He remembered the conversation just like yesterday and grinned softly. "Soren, this alpha of the Silver Moon pack, Brenden and his trusty female warrior, Laura." His father introduced the two strangers in front of Blaze, Georgia and his mom. "Hey, my name is Soren and this is my daughter Georgia and my son Blaze." His mother said. "Hello alpha Brenden and warrior Laura." Georgia yelped while Blaze stayed quiet, he was a cold kid. "Hey gorgeous and future alpha." Alpha Brenden said and Blaze scoffed.