South of Qingqiu Mountain.
The massive "First Type Demon Suppressing Needle" shattered and collapsed, leveling half of the nearby mountain cliffs in the process.
Standing atop the Flying Kite with a palm-sized yellow gourd in hand, Chen Mu was quietly reciting the Sealing Demon Curse under his breath.
A grayish-white mist erupted from the mouth of the gourd, transforming into a colossal misty hand measuring tens of meters in size. The hand scooped up large chunks of shattered rock and debris, tossing them into the nearby Prison Valley.
There were more than a dozen other Qi Cultivators working alongside him in an orderly fashion. With their combined efforts, it took only half a day to clear away the remnants of the shattered needle and the collapsed mountain terrain.
By noon, Chen Mu joined the others to rest in the shade of the peach forest.
