Chapter 1216. Ancient Tower
Snowball left the cave alongside Han Sen, being forced to guide him up the mountain. To reach the peak of the mountain, they would have to tread a steep and precarious path.
The path was only one foot wide, and on either side of that treacherous track was nothing but the expanse of mist no eyes could peer through. Even Snowball took his steps carefully.
Han Sen knew Snowball had the ability to fly, but he seemed to favor walking. Han Sen didn’t question him too much, and just opted to walk along with him. But Han Sen thought there had to be a better way up than this, and so he wondered why Snowball was so resolute in his determination to take this particular trail.
Han Sen thought the furry thing was trying to stall and waste time by taking that slow, plodding, and oh-so reckless route, but after a while, he noticed the absence of creature noises. It was very quiet on that path.
“This guy is a coward. He’d rather risk breaking his neck in a fall than take a route that might lead us through trails inhabited by monsters.” Despite this thought, Han Sen was starting to grow fond of the little guy.
The purple mist grew thicker the further they went, until it was almost as thick as a mucus that clogged their vision. It eventually got so bad that Han Sen could not even see his fingers in front of his face. At this point, Han Sen had to abandon his sight and rely on his ears. He followed the sounds of Snowball’s little footsteps the rest of the way.
And of course, for extra security, lest he make a fatal slip, he hugged every single wall he could.
After a while of this, Han Sen’s eyes eventually caught sight of something very bright piercing through the mist. It was so bright, he initially had to raise his hand as a shield.
A little further along, they left the mist. That was when they saw the giant black peak of the mountain, pointing heavenward like a craggy fist to the skies.