Chapter 587: The Death of the White Elephant

A few days later.The rolling mountain range was beneath her feet.Spirit Mountain.Arriving once again, the mountains were desolate, having lost some of their past demonic atmosphere.Jiang Yuechu stood steady amidst the clouds and began to investigate carefully.From the mountain peaks to the valley floors, from the dense forests to the deep ravines.Every blade of grass, every tree, every stone, and every stream was taken into her sight.Aside from a few small demons hiding their heads and trembling in fear, there...