Chapter 6370

By the evening of the third day, the mountain range appeared ahead of them.

It stretched on without end. The mountain peaks stabbed into the clouds, and thick vegetation covered the slopes, turning the whole range a deep green beneath the setting sun.

The entrance to the gorge was a narrow passage. Steep cliffs rose on both sides, covered in vines and moss, and at a glance it looked no different from any other mountain gully.

Alaric stopped and stared at the gorge ahead. His brow pulled tight.

“This is it? Freevale?”

Jared didn’t answer.