Below my feet sprawls an unfathomable abyss cloaked in endless black mist.
This mountain rises over forty thousand meters, several times taller than the highest Mount Everest on Water Blue Star, its sheer magnitude simply beyond imagination.
In front of it, the three Frost Giant Dragons seem as insignificant as mere sesame seeds.
Zhang Xiaoman knows that as soon as he and his companions ascend this peak, they should be able to break through the world's barrier to shackles, hence entering the so-called Divine Country to finally see what those "gods" who have been rearing the entire continent really look like.
"Be careful, the lightning that just attacked us must have originated from here. Everyone, stay alert!"
Zhang Xiaoman cautioned.
Shortly after he uttered these words, peculiar yellow arcs of lightning suddenly started to form in front of the mountain.
With the roar of thunder, a mighty attack charged towards the group.
"So it's you who's been ambushing us!"
