The peak of that mountain was majestic and extraordinary, not something one would expect in the mortal realm. It was like an Immortal Mountain from myths and legends, soaring to an unbelievable height, reaching straight into the clouds. Even with Chu Xiu's vision, he couldn't see the summit at all.
In the distance, he could vaguely see the sky, which seemed to have an enormous dark vortex, and the mountain seemed to lead straight into it.
This stirred an inexplicable feeling within him; he had no idea when such a gigantic object had appeared. The mountain stood silently in the distance, as if it had existed since ancient times, unmoved by the mighty forces of heaven and earth.
What was even more baffling was why did it appear in the distance just after he and the monkey beast mentioned the mountain?
Chu Xiu and Jiang Miaoyin looked serious, while the monkey beast's eyes shone with joy: "Friend! This is the Holy Mountain, and You City is at its foot. Let's hurry!"
