"This is the Spirit Mountain, Young Master," Hueng said as he turned toward Logan.
Logan's eyes widened. "It's… It's really huge."
"It is," Hueng replied with a small smile. "Eight families live within the mountain. And even though we formed a formation a thousand years ago to separate it from the outside world, we used to live in seclusion long before that."
"Because you wanted to protect the legacy?" Logan asked.
"Yes, Young Master," Hueng said respectfully.
Xiao and Chianxu stood a few steps behind them, quietly listening to the conversation.
"Let's go inside then, Young Master," Hueng gestured toward the towering slope.
Logan nodded and began walking. There was no visible barrier, but the moment he stepped forward, he felt it.
The air itself split — like crossing an invisible wall. On the other side, a thick wave of spiritual energy washed over him.
It was rich. Dense. Almost heavy.
