It took them half a day's travel, all in all, to reach the foot of Thunder Mountain.
Every inch closer that they traveled, the dread that the treacherous mountain instilled increased. Lightning continued to flash in the skies, striking the peak a number of times. Each flash sent a number of broken rocks plummeting to the earth below.
"Weird. Why are there no creatures around? This is strange." Lui Gui frowned.
"It is strange. The last time we came here, there were many other creatures. But this time, we haven't seen a single one." Zhao Xuebin was confused, as well.
Han Sen jovially thought to himself, "Duh, that's because of the silver fox. With this cute little blighter by my side, creatures pestering my travel are a thing of the past!"
"It's better without them, isn't it? We can freely slay the Thunderbull." When Han Sen said this, he immediately began riding Golden Growler up the mountainside.
