Jiangxi, Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Heavenly Gate Peak was steep and magnificent, like a scroll of golden scripture stretching between heaven and earth. Countless one-horned paper cranes blanketed the sky, swirling above the mountain peak like dark clouds, creating a spectacular scene.
Sitting cross-legged on a huge stone that resembled a grinding wheel, Lady Dan was surrounded by a scattering of blue mountain fires, with an enormous black moon behind her. The mountain and the moon shone interlaced with each other, displaying ineffable beauty.
She reached out her hand, attempting to touch the black paper cranes at the edge of the cliff. The moment her fingertips made contact, the previously tranquil Heavenly Gate Peak erupted with the sound of millions of Taoist incantations. Golden light pierced heaven and earth, and the gentle flock of one-horned paper cranes stirred like a fierce storm. The sight was terrifying.
