╭(゜▽^)
About a quarter of an hour later, with the cold wind howling, the two of them and a monkey hurried through the snow and wind toward Turtle Island. After secretly taking out several demons on guard and patrol along the way, they finally climbed to the snowy summit without making a sound.
"Where is he?"
∑(△｀)?!
"Where?"
("Hey")
"How come I don't see anything?"
"(°Hey°)
Annie looked around, puzzled.
She couldn't see any sign that anyone lived or even spent time here. There wasn't a house in sight—not even a footprint or a cave!
"He's over there!"
Kang Jinlong didn't waste words and pointed straight toward the highest peak.
There, a giant set of Golden Cymbals was wedged in a crevice between the peaks of two small mountains. A thick layer of snow covered them; unless you looked carefully, you wouldn't even know such a huge object was there.
"Huh?"
∑(△｀)?!
Following Kang Jinlong's direction, Annie finally caught a glimpse through the swirling snow. At the top of the towering snowy mountain, in the gap between two rocky peaks, a giant set of Golden Cymbals really was trapped there, closed together. The bit of gold showing through stood out sharply against the surrounding snow, looking terribly out of place.
Though the wind and snow were fierce, Annie's sharp eyes could still make out the details. The Golden Cymbals were about ten meters in diameter and just as wide. Their exposed surfaces bore winding, mysterious patterns that seemed to be some kind of ancient runes. Four golden dragons coiled across them among the snow. Their exposed eyes gleamed, and a few of their scales shimmered with golden light. They looked so lifelike that they could have sprung out and taken to the sky at any moment.
"You mean..."
(⊙o⊙*)
"He's