In just a month's time, the two had traveled from the State Capital to the vicinity of the Black Mountain.
The atmosphere now was completely different.
Yin Shuang looked at the Black Mountain in front of her in astonishment. This mountain was like a natural barrier blocking the way, exuding a strong evil aura. Although they were still quite a distance from the mountain, they could already sense that many battles were happening within it.
The sky was black. This pure black sky was quite terrifying, and there were many bolts of lightning in the sky. The lightning was a dark purple, not just fleeting flashes but enduring, long-lasting. Like fireworks illuminating the night, they painted the distant Black Mountain with both terror and beauty.
