"So, this is the Folkan Secret Realm's entrance." A cultivator muttered, gazing at a majestic gate that was embedded along the sides of a mountain cliff.
The mountain spanned a height of around three kilometres and seemed to be split into two by a sword, creating a gorge in the centre. The width of this gorge spanned two hundred metres, creating a passage for the people to arrive.
And embedded within one side of the cleaved mountain half was a pair of majestic doors, spanning a height of hundred metres. They were massive, as if created for titans.
The reason the people gave the mountain the analogy of being cut in half by a sword was due to how smooth the surface was. As there wasn't any source of water nearby to erode the surface, the walls shouldn't have been this smooth.
"If the Secret Realm's entrance is just a pair of doors, why hasn't anyone entered it before? We could just break through it, right?" A cultivator muttered.
