The biting mountain wind swept across the pass of the Cangyun Mountains, emitting a shrill wail like a crying ghost. Carrying a bone-chilling dampness and a piercing cold, it lashed against the faces of everyone craning their necks outside the Falling Star Valley.
Qin Lie reined in his mount. The spirited northern warhorse beneath him snorted heavy, white plumes of breath, restlessly pawing the ground with its thick-padded hooves.
The terrain ahead plunged abruptly, forming a massive, trumpet-shaped entrance flanked by two menacing Heiyan mountains.
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