Within the Wilds, a massive scarlet vortex loomed, eerie yet magnificent.
At the center of the vortex stood four towering peaks, each rising in one of the four directions. They stood straight and rigid, like four ancient warriors holding long swords.
The passing years and blowing sands had eroded their original features, while leaving behind the mark known as vicissitude.
"This is Mount Sinan."
On a mountaintop at the edge of the vortex, the gale whipped Yu Huatian's clothes into a loud flutter.
"Sinan?" Young Master Luo asked curiously. "What does that mean?"
"Everyone understands the Four Difficulties differently. Some believe they refer to the rarity of good fortune, while others think they mean the hardships of life." Yu Huatian said, "But in my view, the Great Dao stretches to the heavens. Whether good fortune is hard to find or life is short and bitter, everyone need only cultivate in their own way."
Young Master Luo studied the vortex. Their destination was clearly within it—or rather, the existence of the scarlet vortex itself was already the first obstacle in exploring Chiwang Tomb.
Birds occasionally flew across the sky, only to be instantly dragged into the vortex by its tremendous pull.
The instant the birds fell into the vortex, their bodies were shredded by the rapidly rotating currents... Before they could even descend, the gale had already wiped away their flesh and blood.
"This vortex possesses not only tremendous wind power, but also a terrifying force capable of assaulting the soul." Yu Huatian's expression turned solemn. "Even an ordinary seventh-rank mighty cultivator would find it difficult to withstand the journey to the vortex's center."
"Then what do we do?" Wen Duo frowned beside him.
"If the upper road is blocked, take the lower road." Yu Huatian answered directly. "The existence of