Chapter 628: The Transaction
That mountain peak was entirely jet-black throughout, its rock face iron-hard, with not a blade of grass growing on it. Within the surrounding sea of lush dense forest it stood out with striking incongruity.
At the mountain's foot, a winding stone stairway wound its way from the base all the way up, disappearing into the clouds and mist.
On either side of the stone stairs, a stone pillar stood every few zhang. Atop each pillar burned a ghostly green flame that danced in the dimness, making the entire mountain gate look eerie and forbidding.
The Ghost Witch Sect's mountain gate was on this peak.
Chen Qing patted the Golden Feather Eagle, indicating it should wait nearby.
The Golden Feather Eagle let out a low cry, spread its wings, and flew toward a nearby mountain peak.
Chen Qing leaped from the eagle's back and landed steadily before the stone stairs.
He straightened his robe, then took out a mask and put it on, before walking slowly upward.
After approximately a hundred steps, a stone gate appeared ahead.