After seven or eight days, Yuan Ming and the others finally passed through that dense forest, and a gigantic, winding mountain range appeared ahead.
The mountain range extended all the way from the southeast, its peaks intertwined, lush and verdant, resembling a high wall spanning the earth's hills, or like a dragon's spine shallowly buried in the ground, steep and rugged, an awe-inspiring sight.
"We're almost there, follow me," said Wu Yu, proceeding along the mountain range.
A half-day later, another equally majestic mountain range appeared, stretching out from a different direction.
The two mountain ranges intersected, and where they converged, seven peaks clustered together, forming a vast, deep and secluded valley.
The sunlight could not bypass its surrounding peaks, with shadows almost constantly covering the valley floor.
