Chapter 337: Into the Immortal Ruins: A Spirit Stone Mountain!

Cliffs rose like walls, sheer and bottomless. Mist churned below, thick as milk, drifting like a dreamscape suspended in the clouds. Stefan Zimmerman swept his gaze across the area. He found nothing unusual. Immortal Ruins? He did not even see so much as a stray hair. All he saw was the cliff ahead, fog steaming up in rolling waves like a Sea of Clouds, stretching so far he could not find its end. Davis Farrell and the others studied their surroundings with the same curiosity. It was their first...