As Ye Feng emerged from the grand hall, he finally mustered the enthusiasm to rescue Black Ball from the clutches of Old Meng and Bone, and with the teary-eyed little creature, he headed straight for Level Cloud Peak.

Speaking of Level Cloud Peak, Ye Feng was no stranger to it. All the outer disciples of Tianyun Sect lived and trained there, and he had endured a tough life there for eight years.

Returning to the familiar mountain forests and cottages, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel nostalgic. Everything was so familiar, yet things had changed. The once bustling and lively Level Cloud Peak had become much quieter. Most of the over five thousand disciples who left Tianyun had little attachment to the sect, and now, walking on the mountain paths of Level Cloud Peak, he only felt a serene solitude, tinged with a faint sense of impending doom.

Was Tianyun really about to face off against the County Governor's Mansion and the chaos of the world?