Golden Hook Mountain lay west of the Great Qin Kingdom, far from its Imperial Capital—even farther out than the Border Pass.
Qin An flew onward without stopping. At his Heaven-Human Realm cultivation and speed, the journey should have been quick.
But the distance was simply too great. Even he had to fly for a long time before reaching the vicinity of Golden Hook Mountain.
As he flew, he finally understood why Golden Hook Mountain was considered so remote.
Few people ventured this far. For some distance before the mountain, there was almost no sign of human life; even birds and beasts had vanished.
When Qin An drew near Golden Hook Mountain, the sight before him plunged him into deep thought.
A massive mountain rose ahead. Waves of Golden Light flashed across it, each one covering the mountainside with uncanny precision. Like a tsunami, the light surged with a savage, violent force.
If Qin An had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such a miraculous sight existed in the Great Qian Kingdom.
The Sea of Hope he had encountered earlier had been astonishing enough. Yet beside this sky-filling Golden Light, it seemed to pale slightly.
"No wonder Emperor Xuanwu didn't want me coming here. One look from a distance is enough to strike fear into the heart."
Qin An stood where he was, rubbing his chin as he paced back and forth.
To find the source of his Lower Self, he had to seek the truth amid the Golden Light's onslaught. But if he entered, the danger would be unimaginable.
For the first time, Qin An had so little confidence.
He felt that going in would mean nine chances of death and only one of survival.
Soon, however, Qin An let his hand fall.
"Nine