The Cliff

A cold wind swept in from the ocean as four figures could be seen standing on top of a cliff. A cliff which led straight down to raging waves and deadly rocks.

‘Are you really sure we need to go down there?’ Hui Yue asked questioningly, as he looked down at what seemed to be certain death yet the stubborn phoenix just hummed in reply to the question.

It had been four months since Hui Yue set out from the Magical Forest with Deng Wu, Wang Ju Long, and Sha Yun. Since then the group of four had wandered to the southwestern part of the kingdom, a place where there was nothing but water as far as the eye could see.

Hui Yue and his friends were standing at the very end of the peninsula. The most western part of the Taiyang Kingdom. Hui Yue never allowed for his eyes to become complacent; an alertness was always present within his ice-blue eyes.