"It should be there."
Gongga Jianzan, Jixiangsheng, King Gellan, and King Songchenglin—the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Flower Cult—each flew through the skies using their own arts. King Gellan stopped several times along the way, and the four changed direction several times as well. Clearly, although King Gellan possessed a divine ability that could track Xiao Cha's aura, it was not perfectly accurate and sometimes deviated. After changing direction several times and flying through the air for more than ten hours, King Gellan finally stopped abruptly, pointed downward, and revealed an expression tangled with delight and gravity.
"Why have the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Flower Cult stopped? Have they discovered Xiao Cha's trail?"
The moment Gongga Jianzan and the other Four Great Dharma Kings of the Flower Cult stopped, Cai Shu, who had been following distantly amid the clouds behind them, noticed at once.
Seeing that the Four Great Dharma Kings had not paused because they had pursued the wrong direction as before, Cai Shu's thoughts stirred. The Demon King Lotus Platform silently sank downward, passing through the clouds. At a glance, Cai Shu saw a pitch-black mountain in the distance below. To the east of that mountain ran a bright, gleaming river, winding eastward with a majestic bearing. Directly opposite the mountain, across the river, lay another mountain range, only a little over a hundred zhang high. From Cai Shu's position, it resembled a crouching silkworm.
The pitch-black mountain was surrounded by the great river, making it seem veiled in watery vapor. It also emanated a dense yin aura. Without looking at the surrounding scenery, merely seeing this mountain would immediately remind one of Beiman.
"This is Fengdu Mountain! We've already reached Chu Province!"
The instant she saw the mountain steeped in sinister yin aura and