A mountain stronghold constructed from colossal stones appeared within Wang Chen's line of sight.
This stone fortress was ingeniously situated between two towering peaks reaching into the clouds, obscured by a waterfall above and a hidden valley below, with dense forests that blotted out the sky, making it extremely difficult to discover its existence.
The only path leading to the stronghold was a winding trail concealed within thick underbrush, leading deep into the perilous peaks.
Without knowing the situation or being familiar with the terrain, trying to locate it amidst the vast Hundred Thousand Great Mountains was like searching for a needle in the ocean.
This was precisely where the Qingfeng Bandits' lair was located!
Wang Chen had, of course, never been here before, but he had brought a guide.
"Great, Great Sir,"
The guide stammered, "Ahead is Qingfeng Stronghold, you, you…"
