Eight days later, at dawn, in a small town on the easternmost edge of the Great Kun Kingdom, Zhong Shan was in a small courtyard analyzing the information gathered by some of his subordinates. During this period, many people had entered the mountains from the east.
"Zhong Shan, are you up yet? Hurry up! When are we leaving?" Tian Ling'er shouted from outside.
"Great-grandpa rarely gets to sleep in. Big Sister, let him sleep a little longer," Ying Lan advised Ling Er from outside.
"Hmph, you lazy pig," Tian Ling'er muttered under her breath outside.
"Bang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
Zhong Shan's door opened, and he happened to see the two girls. "Let's go. Into the mountains."
"Mm." Tian Ling'er's eyes lit up as she nodded excitedly. Ying Lan merely smiled and nodded at Zhong Shan.
The mountains to the east were all dangerous peaks and treacherous terrain. Horses could hardly enter, and even ordinary martial arts experts would not dare set foot there lightly—for there were demon beasts in the mountains.
Far to the east of where Zhong Shan was, there was an extremely strange place. It was filled with sand and mist on every side. In this densely wooded forest, a sandstorm had inexplicably appeared, creating an environment that was incredibly bizarre and eerie.
This was the target of Zhong Shan's journey: Eight Gates Mountain.
North of Eight Gates Mountain, in a hidden valley, more than twenty people were currently gathered.
At their head were Princess Qian You, Gu Lin, and Mister Shui Jing, who had appeared when Hao San was besieged.
Princess Qian You looked at the enormous sandstorm to the south and frowned as she turned to Mister Shui Jing. "Mister, is there an Array Soul?"
Mister Shui Jing rarely furrowed his brows as he gazed at the sandstorm. "Seven