Guided by the monkeys, the sailboat wound this way and that, reaching its destination in less than a day.
In truth, even though they had risked their lives exploring, the monkeys had not searched very far.
Only about twenty kilometers...
This was the difference between the so-called "strong" and "weak." Those at the top of the food chain could travel here with almost no risk.
But for the weak, every step came at the cost of a life.
Having developed this far, Old Zhang was actually stronger than most monsters. At least, that was what the records of the Blue Crystal People and Flame-Horned People suggested. A Spirit Limit User had essentially reached the upper limit of what life could achieve. Even Divine Beasts were troubled by the limits of their souls.
Of course, that meant "normal life." Certain "abnormal life-forms" were naturally exceptions.
Between two enormous glaciers, the monkeys sang a strange song and hopped back and forth. They even took drum-like instruments out of the Dugout Canoe and beat them with a thump, thump, thump.
The mysterious song and dance resembled a mountain village folk performance. Their cries of "Ah-leh-oh-oh" gave it quite a primitive atmosphere.
Zhang Ming watched with his heart in his throat, afraid the two old monkeys would get so excited they would hop themselves to death. By then, it would be too late even to cry!
But this might have been a special ritual for entering the world.
Sailing through this strait by conventional means would not lead into the world.
Because the world was deliberately concealing itself. It would not let anyone in who was not one of its own.
About half an hour passed before the two monkeys finally stopped their frenzied dancing and sat panting on the deck. The larger monkey