The team of twenty from the Blueblood clan set out early the next morning, of course, with an additional member, Ivy Frost.
The group of twenty-one still used the Flying Horse Sedan from the previous day. Yesterday, the sedan wasn't very large, only capable of seating three to four people. But early today, when Willard Frost blew a breath, the sedan rapidly expanded, allowing the twenty-one of them to sit inside without feeling crowded at all.
The sedan traveled at lightning speed, yet it still took nearly a full day of flying to reach the so-called base of the Sacred Mountain.
By this time, the sky was growing dark, and gazing upward from the foot of the Sacred Mountain, one could see the mountain radiating thousands of beams of golden light.
