Mo Hua looked on in utter shock.
"Black Mountain Stronghold!"
In the depths of Big Black Mountain, there was actually a stronghold!
The ancient gate of the mountain stronghold seemed to have existed for a hundred years.
The door was splattered with bloodstains, likely from beheading victims and the splashing of blood, which, over the years, had created a nauseating smell of decay.
It looked both sinister and eerie.
"At midnight, present a head to ask the way."
Mo Hua silently recited in his mind.
To present a head to ask the way, that is the meaning: to kill and behead, using the severed head as a token of introduction, and then the gates of Black Mountain Stronghold would appear.
The appearance of the gate also signified that the sin cultivators within the stronghold accepted you.
Indeed, moments later, accompanied by an ancient and nauseating creaking sound, the gates of Black Mountain Stronghold slowly opened.
