Ji Hou carried the high priest on his back and walked up step by step, and with each step, the stone steps under his feet lit up, and the entire altar lit up in the middle of his steps, like a long-dormant beast, slowly waking up.

The light on the black scepter had grown brighter and brighter, and it had swarmed them as they walked up to the top of the towering altar.

When Ji Hou walked up the last stone steps, he happened to see that the white transparent light mask suddenly lit up, and then blocked the huge purple light that shot down from the sky, and then refracted out, turning into more than a dozen purple light gates.

While the dragon was fighting to the death against the exotic monster, Ji Hou and the High Priest had already withdrawn their gaze, and the white transparent light shield still existed, as if guarding the altar.

But there is nothing to react and attack at two tiny people.

The wind blew, and the seasons and the high priest's robes fluttered, and they held their breath and looked ahead of the altar.

In the center of the altar is a stone altar, a round strange stone about the size of a fist is parked on it, and its whole body exudes a strange brilliance, strange lights flicker, and countless points of light linger around this stone, turning into magnificent rainbows, or countless strange points of light and foreign objects.

And three feet above this sacred stone, there is a strange object suspended, at first glance, it seems to look like an oval turtle shell, but under the light, you can see that this object has thousands of tentacles around it, and each tentacle has a closed eye. It seemed to be sleeping, but the thousands of tentacles danced in the wind, as if sensing everything in the heavens and the earth.

The high priest on Ji Hou's back suddenly struggled, he seemed to be extremely excited, pushed Ji Hou away, and stood on the ground himself.

The high priest who described the withered corpse looked at the strange thing in the air, and suddenly burst into tears, and hissed: "A thousand hands and a thousand eyes, God, God!"

"This is the Divine Body!" he screamed, as if his long-cherished wish had finally been fulfilled, and the black scepter in his hand shone brightly, as if echoing his cry.

Ji Hou, who was pushed aside by the high priest, was shocked, only to feel an indescribable heavy pressure instantly descend on him, almost causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood directly.

Ji Hou was shocked, and hurriedly took a step forward and stood behind the high priest, and sure enough, as soon as he got close to the black scepter, all of a sudden, the strange pressure from the outside world disappeared.

Ji Hou's face changed slightly, his brows furrowed, and when he looked at the high priest again, he found that he seemed to have completely forgotten about the things around him, and all his attention was on the so-called "god" in mid-air, and he didn't even notice that Ji Hou was approaching him.

The High Priest roared hoarsely twice, then slowly knelt down with the scepter in hand. His weak body looked like he was going to collapse and die at any moment, but he didn't know where he got the strength to stick to it, and his eyes burst out with incredible excitement.

I saw that he held his scepter high and began to chant a strange incantation to the "divine body" in mid-air.

Ji Hou followed closely behind him, not daring to stay away, seeing the high priest like this at this moment, he listened carefully to the incantation for a moment, and suddenly his face changed again.

As an elder who holds the highest power and status in the Holy City, Ji Hou knows almost all the secrets of the human race, and the incantation recited by the high priest at this moment is the supreme witchcraft that must be present during every festival ceremony, that is, the legendary "psychic magic" that can communicate with the gods.

As the ancient and strange incantation echoed at the top of the high altar, the black scepter glowed, and a few bits of light fell onto the god's body floating in midair. At first, nothing changed, but as the light increased and brightened, suddenly, a tentacle jumped violently in mid-air, and then, the eye on the tentacle opened like this.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth were silent!

At that moment, the mountains were silent!

At that moment, the thunder was electrocuted!

All that remained was that cold, emotionless gaze, looking at them condescendingly.

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The high priest trembled, looked up at the tentacle in the sky, and with a look of intoxication, joy, longing, and even madness on his face, he whispered, "God, God, I have finally seen you with my own eyes......"

"Thou ...... Be...... What...... ...... man," an indifferent voice suddenly appeared on the altar, echoing in the ears of the seasons and the high priest.

The voice had an ancient atmosphere, as if it had come from a distant ancient time, and it was thrilling.

The high priest fell prostrate on the ground, as if with all his strength, and shouted, "God, please grant me eternal life!"

The tentacles that opened their eyes swayed in mid-air, as if they had glanced at the two people below, and after a while, the voice of the ancient vicissitudes of life sounded again, saying, "Dedication...... Above...... God...... Cane ......"

The high priest agreed, kneeled forward, staggered forward, and took the scepter in both hands to offer to the god.

But at this moment, suddenly, when the high priest had only taken three or four steps, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side door and grabbed the black scepter he was holding in his hand.

In mid-air, the dancing tentacles that opened their eyes suddenly stiffened.

The high priest shook his body and looked up, only to see that Ji Hou had walked in front of him at some point, blocking his way, and at the same time firmly grasping the body of the scepter with one hand.

The high priest had a stunned look on his face, as if he hadn't reacted for a while, and said, "You, what are you doing?"

The expression on Ji Hou's face looked a little strange, as if he was a little happy, and a little emotional, and then saw him look at the high priest and said: "From the foot of the mountain to this side, I have always wondered one thing along the way, why can I only be safe and sound when I am close to you, and you have obviously practiced witchcraft and have not been swallowed by the power of the sacred mountain......"

He smiled and said lightly: "Just now, when I watched you perform the magic technique, I suddenly understood. He lowered his head, stared at the high priest's suddenly flustered eyes, and said, "Scepter, everything is because of this scepter!"

His hand slammed into the black scepter, and then kicked the high priest away.

The High Priest screamed and fell backwards and flipped out, his face jerking with horror.

When the high priest's body staggered out of the place three feet away from Ji Hou, to be exact, three feet away from the divine scepter in Ji Hou's hand, his withered body suddenly stiffened, as if he was suddenly shocked by some strange power, unable to move in the slightest, and a moment later, from the strange divine stone behind Ji Hou, a strange wind blew.

The wind blew through Ji Hou's body, through the glowing scepter in his hand, and then through the body of the High Priest in front of him.

Suddenly, the high priest's body fell apart.

He turned into countless tiny specks of dust, shattered and fluttered in the wind, and in an instant dissipated silently into this world, and disappeared.

Above the altar, there was a sudden silence.