章節 1861: Waiting for Demons

Half a month later, somewhere in Mountain Ruins...

The air-floating mountain ranges lasted 600 miles and formed a continuous patch of land like islands in the void. The highest mountain peak was over 100,000 m. Like sharp swords pointing into the heavens, these lofty mountain peaks were accompanied by bottomless valleys among them...

The higher the mountains were, the deeper the valleys would be.

In the bottomless valleys, there was looming white fog. The white fog covered rugged odd-looking stones. These valleys couldn't see sunshine all the year round; because they were always shrouded with fog. Therefore, those rugged odd stones became the gathering place of some bizarre living beings which favored dark.

At this moment, Zhang Tie was hiding somewhere at the hillside, from where he could overlook the entire valley. Compared to the barren valley below, there were dense woods and many grottoes at the hillside, which were suitable for ambushing.