Ling Tianyu looked at the back mountain. He didn't know how to find it; even the treasure Long Yun mentioned, he was hearing about it for the first time. This was the place of the Demon Race, and also where his biological parents lived back in the day.
He had been here a few times, but wouldn't say he was very familiar with it.
Long Yun looked on, recalling how to open it. After all, she was a figure who had lived for many years. She wasn't sure if she remembered correctly, but she waved her hands, and a ray of light entered a spot a hundred meters from the peak.
Unfortunately, it merely trembled and then fell silent.
Seeing this reaction, Long Yun cast another ray of light, but it remained the same, not opening at all. Originally, there was a bit of reaction; after three consecutive attempts, there was no response at all.
Ling Tianyu saw this and leapt to the top of the mountain, surveying the surroundings.
