After an hour had passed, Su Yu reached the vicinity of the Demon Mountain. It was already nighttime, and the sky almost pitch-black. The only illumination was the faint light that was coming from numerous disciples' residences.
Although the sky was pitch-black, the Demon Mountain still shone in a splendid light. It almost seemed like a lighthouse that was illuminating the entire land.
The Demon Mountain was just five hundred feet long, and it seemed more like an ordinary hill, but all kinds of shining spirit stones were inlaid in the mountain. They were all emitting lights of all colors, including dreamy purple, deep blue, and sky blue.
Su Yu was startled when he saw the magnificent and beautiful Demon Mountain. It didn't conform at all to the image he had in his mind of an eerie and frightening land. As such, he figured that it would better to call this mountain a "Fairy Mountain" rather than a "Demon Mountain."
