The mountain peaks were like swords, thrusting straight into the sky!
Across this vast expanse of land, numerous peaks rose abruptly, each one piercing toward the heavens, the sight from afar so startling that one might think they were approaching a forest of spears.
More importantly, each of these steep mountains, regardless of size, emitted a metallic luster—be it silver-white, bronze, red iron, or gold—one could tell at a glance they were all composed of highly pure metal ore.
In this sword-like mountain forest, there was not the slightest hint of vegetation, only an endless aura of solemn killing intent.
Even the oppressive aura of death almost materialized, whipping up gusts of wind that swirled around the tall, straight peaks.
This aura came from eight or nine metal divine beings atop the mountain peaks!
