No one knows whether the gods in the sky heard Ji Honglian's prayer, but things in the world never seem to change because of anyone, anything, or any sincere prayer, all things grow, and the cycle of life and death is the same.

So, does there exist a god in heaven who is feared and worshiped by all the people?

This is a question that some people may have secretly thought about, but no one has ever dared to ask it. Moreover, since ancient times, the sage of the ancestor of the human race has passed down a mysterious scroll, telling future generations that there are treasures hidden on that sacred mountain that mortals cannot imagine.

Perhaps, there is the more mysterious body of the god in the legend, and the secret of immortality?

Ji Hou led fifty elite soldiers, escorted the carriage, and stepped into the road to heaven in the Inner Ring Land.

The road was well guried, flat and wide, and the carriage walked on it so smoothly that it looked almost indistinguishable from the outside world.

But Ji Hou and the soldiers around him were always watching the situation in the carriage carefully and nervously. According to legend over the years, no Terran sorcerer who has practiced witchcraft can enter the power of the sacred mountain, and once he violates this precept, he will inevitably die of witchcraft and self-immolation.

The carriage of the carriage was very quiet, without any sound or movement, and the figure of the high priest sitting in it seemed very peaceful, and the terrible self-immolation that had been expected did not happen.

This fact relieved everyone around him, including Ji Hou, but he quickly frowned again, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Whatever the reason, the High Priest entered the Inner Ring, but he was not suppressed by that force and set himself on fire as the instructions left by his ancestors, apparently there were only two reasons, one was that the High Priest had a way to keep this all-pervasive mountain power out of his body, and the other was ...... Unless the high priest didn't have the power of witchcraft at all, then the power of the mountain would not hurt him that much.

Ji Hou quickly thought of this in his heart, but even if he was thinking about Zhou Xiang and suspicious like him, he quickly put this idea aside, and even he didn't believe it.

The High Priest is the head of the Celestial Cult, and his most important responsibility is to communicate with the mysterious and ethereal gods in the sky, which must use the legendary magic of the gods.

And psychic art is the pinnacle of human witchcraft, and it can only be learned without a shocking talent in witchcraft, and at the same time, the power of witchcraft must be very profound.

The High Priest doesn't know witchcraft?

On the outskirts of the Inner Ring, the mysterious power of the Sacred Mountain was still very weak, so the team moved forward quickly, passing through one or two repaired jade houses along the way, and then stopped where the horses could reach the deepest.

From here on, no one can continue to ride horses, and the rest of the road must be walked by themselves.

In the eyes of everyone, the high priest also stepped down from the carriage, and it was at this time that Ji Hou saw the answer that he had been puzzled about.

The High Priest's hands were clasped in front of him, and a black scepter was held tightly to his chest. The strange runes on the scepter were all shining slightly at this moment, revealing an ancient and vast aura, quietly hovering around the high priest's body.

The high priest took a few steps forward, and then paused slightly, as if he sensed something, and glanced back at Ji Hou.

Ji Hou showed a hint of a smile, and there was a look of admiration and relief in his eyes, as if he was very pleased that the high priest was safe and sound.

The High Priest stared at him for a moment, then nodded slightly, and then turned and walked towards the jade house not far away.

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For the rest of the day, they walked like this, setting out during the day and resting at night, all the way along the road to Mount Kinabalu.

Although the high priest has a divine scepter to protect his body, relying on that strange power to protect his body and not be afraid of the power of those ubiquitous sacred mountains, he is old after all, and his health is not good, and at the same time, the power in the inner ring land seems to have some influence on him more or less. It doesn't have to be a mana to burn himself, but it seems to have caused a greater burden on his old body.

So every day, the high priest walked a little harder, and everyone's speed slowed down.

Ji Hou quickly thought of a solution, he had people make a chair stretcher, and then let these sturdy soldiers take turns carrying the high priest.

The high priest probably really felt a little difficult, so after a little hesitation, he agreed to this and sat on the stretcher.

In this way, the speed of the crowd is a little faster.

Continuing along this road, perhaps because most of the previous dangers had been eliminated by the people who built the road here, they almost did not encounter any danger, and walked safely.

Many days later, they came to the edge of a large bunker.

By this place, the power of the Sacred Mountain had gradually become stronger, and it had also caused tremendous pressure on these sturdy Terran soldiers, and the burden on their backs had become a burden that was difficult to support. The high priest abandoned the stretcher and walked on his own.

When the high priest and Ji Hou stood on the edge of this huge sand pit, and saw the huge bones that were already faintly visible in the yellow sand, they couldn't help but gasp, and a road passed through this sand pit, and in some places it passed through the white bones, looking at this scene, Ji Hou couldn't help but sigh, and said to the high priest: "The people who built the road in the Yin River are indeed amazing." ”

The High Priest looked at the road that stretched ahead, nodded silently, and then tightened his hands, and continued to walk forward with the black scepter in his hand.

Ji Hou silently looked at his back, a complicated look passed over his face, and it seemed to be a strange smile, and after a while, he waved his hand behind him, motioning for everyone to follow, and then jumped out of the sand pit himself, and walked forward after the high priest.

The yellow sand is long, the bones are thick, and walking in this sand pit is like walking in a huge tomb, which makes people subconsciously feel a little frightened.

Especially those huge bones, after getting closer, you can feel their terrifying enormity more intuitively and directly, and it is even more difficult to imagine how terrifying these dead creatures were when they were still alive.

Isn't such a weak human race as small as ants in front of such a terrible creature?

The yellow sand swept by, the wind howled, and everyone was silent, as if they were afraid of disturbing the sleeping prehistoric beasts here.

It was only at this time that suddenly from behind the wind and sand, in the depths of the yellow sand, a low roar suddenly came, like thunder, rolling by.

The earth seemed to tremble suddenly, the wind and sand suddenly became larger and more rapid, and an indescribable aura surged over like an angry wave, as if overwhelming, making people unable to breathe.

The High Priest and Ji Hou and the others changed color, turned around and looked, only to see that in the distance of the sand pit, behind the boundless wind and sand, there was suddenly a huge figure, which looked like a mountain peak, slowly appearing in the wind and sand.

A moment later, a huge paw stepped out of the wind and sand and stepped on the sand pit in front of everyone, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and it seemed that the whole sky had darkened.