Yu Xuan arrived at the base of the towering mountain peak, where the cliffs seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky.
The summit was hidden behind layers of thick clouds, giving the illusion that the mountain pierced straight into the heavens.
He had reached this place after nearly half an hour of sprinting, and as he stood there catching his breath, he looked up at the colossal mountain and thought to himself:
'This might actually be bigger than Little Mountain back home.'
In his home world, there was a peak known as "Little Mountain" — ironically the tallest in the world. To this day, Yu Xuan still wondered who came up with such a crude and unimaginative name.
Slowly, he approached the massive entrance gates of the Elemental Heaven Peak. Disciples passed to and fro through the grand archway, their robes fluttering in the wind.
A steady stream of activity flowed through the entryway.
