Alex arrived at the base of a tall mountain to the north of the Winter Continent, along with Silvermist, Grimsight, and Snowleaf.
The mountain was called the Skysummit and was so tall that it nearly went above the atmosphere of this world. On numbers alone, it was a fourth taller than the tallest mountain Alex had climbed back in the lower realm where he had learned Yang Dao.
The people of this world climbed this mountain to get to the top and from there left for space. Alex wasn't sure why anyone had to do that. Why could they not just fly directly from where they were?
Silvermist had an answer for that.
"You can if you want to. No one will stop you," he said. "But most people like to climb this mountain to the peak because it gives them an exact spot they can start from no matter who they are."
Alex gave a confused look. "But I thought it depended on how close one got to the Ever Dark realm, not how much they traveled."
