A colossal form ascended beyond sight, piercing through clouds that wrapped around its middle like drifting veils. The peak was obscured by endless mist, as though the mountain itself sought to pierce the very heavens. A faint golden radiance flickered around the clouds, sometimes vanishing, sometimes reappearing, like the heartbeat of an existence.
The mountain was unlike any ordinary range. It possessed vast, coiling pathways that spiraled upward like the turns of a celestial serpent. Each level appeared like a world of its own, divided by natural barriers of stone, fog, and energy. The very air shimmered with profound vitality, as though heaven and earth had chosen this place to nurture their most sacred creations.
Davis and Fairy Thunderblaze arrived at the foot of this mountain and could see its majesty of this mountain.
With their eyes, they could see up to six coiling paths that led to the clouds from a distance.
