Outside Rushmore Mountain, the Evil Coffin burst out of the black smoke.
The moment it stopped, the children wrapped in the black smoke tumbled onto the ground.
No matter how tough they were, the Evil Coffin's speed had been far too fast for them.
More importantly, they had traveled inside the Evil Coffin's black smoke rather than sitting atop it. There had truly been nothing protecting them along the way.
Once they were set down, the children began vomiting violently where they stood.
Gu Xi immediately surveyed Rushmore Mountain before him.
This place, which Wu Tan regarded as both Clan Territory and sacred mountain, was not actually very large and was rather unremarkable among the surrounding ranges.
On the way here, Gu Xi had seen mountains of pure gold, towering peaks that nearly reached the heavens, and mountains overflowing with vitality.
Any one of them had been more magnificent than the mountain before him.
Rushmore Mountain was simply a dull gray stone mountain, with nothing from its foot to its summit that could draw the eye.
If he had to point something out, it would probably be the few places on the mountain with obvious caves.
From where he stood, Gu Xi switched between Yellow Springs Dragon Robe's Vision and the Nether Spirit Flower's vision, yet he could not see anything unusual about the mountain before him.
Even the nearby Earth Veins did not pass beneath its foothills.
"Is this the place?"
Gu Xi asked with a puzzled expression.
"This is it."
Wu Tan spoke with certainty. "Look over there. At the foot of the mountain is our Rainbow Platform. Everyone passes through there before birth and after death. Our dreams all lead here."
As he spoke, Wu Tan took the lead.
After a moment's thought, Gu Xi quickly followed.