Before long, they saw Decline Cliff right across from them.
However, between the mountain they were on and Decline Cliff, there was a deep chasm; below was a very deep valley, from which surged a considerable amount of fog.
Between the cliffs, hung two iron chains as thick as arms.
Decline Cliff was slightly shorter than the mountain they were on.
All they saw were Bai Qi and the young man hanging the coffin on the chains, which also had gears, so with just a light push of the hung coffin, it slid toward Decline Cliff.
The fog at the mountaintop was dense; before long, the coffin had vanished into the thick fog.
It was impossible to know how the sliding coffin had precisely settled on the cliff face. Perhaps there were further mechanisms atop Decline Cliff.
"That's the spot from the photo; let's go take a look."
