The Gu Master world is vast and extraordinary.
To the east, surging seas, dotted with countless islands. Called the East Sea. To the west, the Gobi desert, oases like pearls scattered in the endless yellow sands. Known as the Western Desert. To the north, the vast grasslands. Called the Northern Plains. To the south, the Myriad Mountains, commonly known as the Southern Border.
Surrounded by the East Sea, Western Desert, Northern Plains, and Southern Border, there is a central region called the Central Continent.
The Central Continent is vast, stretching millions of miles. Its primordial qi is the most abundant, and sects stand everywhere. Countless heroes and villains, of the righteous and demonic paths, are hidden within. It is truly a land of outstanding people and blessed nature. Its overall strength is the greatest compared to the other four regions.
In the southern part of the Central Continent, thirty thousand zhang above the mountains, at the peak of the sea of clouds, suspended in the sky, is a great mountain. Flying Crane Mountain!
Flying Crane Mountain is majestic and ethereal, suspended in the deep white sea of clouds.
Sunlight shines through the clouds and mist, making the mountain's lush green trees appear vividly verdant.
Peaks rise and fall like waves, layer upon layer.
Whenever a gale howls, the sea of clouds churns like boiling water. The pines, cypresses, and bamboo forests roll like a tide, and ten thousand cranes cry out in unison.
Iron Beak Flying Cranes, Dan Fire Cranes, Phoenix Tail Cranes, Cloud Mist Illusory Cranes, Starlight Aurora Cranes... tens of thousands of crane species either circle in the sky, perch in the pines, or stand on the rocks. A magnificent and spectacular sight.
The myriad cranes of Flying Crane Mountain are famous throughout the Central Continent, and the Gu Masters on the mountain are renowned across the world.
This is the Celestial Crane Sect. One of the ten great sects of the Central Continent, a pinnacle power of the region.
At this moment, on the sect's arena, a battle had reached its most critical moment.
Two youths in similar robes were locked in fierce combat. Their figures advanced and retreated, sometimes tangling together, sometimes springing apart as if shocked by electricity.
"So... so strong!" "Unbelievable! Both of them are only in their twenties!"
Outside the stage, the watching crowd stared intently at the fierce battle. Shocked and admiring expressions spread across their faces.
"Senior Brother Sun Yuanhua is a seasoned veteran. He took first place in the last triennial exam. I am not surprised by his strength. But Junior Brother Fang Zheng actually has this level of skill? It's truly astonishing!"
"Right. In this octennial sect exam, Junior Brother Fang Zheng is the greatest dark horse. No one expected him to reach the finals."
"All these years, Junior Brother Fang Zheng has been unknown, like the most ordinary mountain stone. No one paid attention to him. No one expected that in this mid-term exam, he would soar to the heavens and become famous throughout the Celestial Crane Sect."
Many exclaimed in amazement, some with envy, some with jealousy.
Fang Zheng wore a grave expression, his tiger-like eyes shining brightly, as he fought Sun Yuanhua to a standstill.
Over the years, he had grown tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He had cultivated a calm and fierce aura.
Suddenly, Fang Zheng unleashed a swirling emerald gale, forcing Sun Yuanhua back. He took the chance to retreat.
"Senior Brother Sun, you should concede," he said, his tone calm but filled with confidence.
"Junior Brother, whatever trump cards you have, feel free to play them," Sun Yuanhua replied with a smile, equally confident.
"Very well." Fang Zheng suddenly let out a whistle. The whistle rang out. Soon, the cries of a crane flock came from afar.
The crowd followed the sound. Countless eyes suddenly widened, and countless mouths gaped open.
"An Iron Beak Flying Crane flock!" "My god, so many cranes! Am I hallucinating?"
"How is this possible? This is a Myriad Beast King! Fang Zheng cultivating to the middle stage of the fourth turn is already extremely talented. But he can control a crane flock of over ten thousand? What kind of skill is this?"
The crowd burst into an uproar, all of them deeply shocked and incredulous.
Even the several sect elders watching from the side were startled to their feet.
Sun Yuanhua's expression instantly became extremely grim.
The Iron Beak Flying Crane flock was menacing and majestic, putting immense pressure on him.
However, he had no intention of giving up.
A resolute light emerged in his eyes. "Junior Brother Fang, you are indeed formidable. But can you really control so many cranes? I have not lost yet, because I also have a crane flock! Come forth!"
Flying Crane Mountain had millions of cranes; the disciples of the Celestial Crane Sect made full use of this geographical advantage.
Fang Zheng had a crane flock, and Sun Yuanhua, a closely watched genius of the sect, had also kept a flock in reserve.
Hearing Sun Yuanhua's mental summons, a crane flock quickly flew in from the horizon.
The size of the flock was a stark contrast to Fang Zheng's Iron Beak Flying Cranes, numbering only a few hundred.
But the cranes controlled by Sun Yuanhua were completely different from Iron Beak Flying Cranes. Their bodies were mostly covered in white feathers, but the tips of their wings, tail feathers, and claws were a deep blue, glowing with a metallic sheen under the sunlight.
At the same time, as they flew, wisps of blue electric light could be seen coiling around their bodies.
"Be careful. These cranes are Illusion Lightning Cranes. They are fierce by nature, and in one-on-one combat, an ordinary Iron Beak Flying Crane is no match for them." The voice of the Celestial Crane Ascetic suddenly appeared in Fang Zheng's mind.