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As a large city at the borders of the Shang Kingdom, the bustling of Sky Region City was a symbol of this place.

In the early stages of Shang Kingdom establishment, Sky Region City could already have two legions, each with a total of three hundred thousand people.

At the middle and late stages of the Ancient Kingdom, because of the existence of the Mount Yuheng, the number of wars between the three Ancient Kingdoms gradually decreased, and the total military strength dropped from six hundred thousand to four hundred thousand.

However, even though there were only four hundred thousand left, it was still a terrifying number to ordinary people.

Most importantly, these four hundred thousand soldiers were not made up of ordinary soldiers, but rather, cultivators.

Hu Tiankun had told them before that the place where the statue of the God was located, was where the two hundred thousand strong army was guarding.

Two hundred thousand!

It was like a dragon's lair or a tiger's lair. If a giant dragon were to charge in, there was no guarantee that they would be able to break out.

The guards moved slowly, the two of them sat in the carriage, with Duan Wuhen leading the way.

High up in the sky, from time to time, there would be Griffin flying over. It was a type of Demonic Beast that was kept within the regiment, and was used as a scout.

Hu Tiankun did not come. In Duan Wuhen's heart, he was never qualified to touch the idol.

Time trickled by, and as the road approached, Li Yi's heart grew increasingly restless.

Four hours later, the caravan stopped.

The two got out of the car, scanned their surroundings, and observed carefully.

This was a huge mountain range. On both sides, strange and steep mountains stretched continuously. Ancient trees reached into the sky, and the green vines were lush and verdant, brimming with vitality.

Between the mountains was a seemingly endless mountain range.

The two of them secretly looked at each other, feeling great waves in their hearts. They knew that once they entered this mountain range, what awaited them would be two hundred thousand soldiers.

Duan Wuhen walked over with a smile, "Seniors, this way please."

Li Yi and Chen Meng nodded, suppressing the emotions in their hearts as they walked forward. The group of soldiers behind them all stood still, with only Duan Wuhen following them into the mountain range.

What greeted them was a cool breeze, and there was even a special scent in the air.

The smell of the Talisman Paper.

The two of them looked at each other and their bodies involuntarily trembled. As Talisman Master s, they naturally knew the taste of Talisman Paper s.

They gradually delved deeper.

What appeared in front of them was a world beyond the heavens. It was completely different from the steep terrain in the outside world.

This was a vast area filled with plains. At a glance, one could see numerous figures coming and going, and most of them were undergoing cruel training.

On the left and right side, there were tents, some green brick houses, and the smell of the Talisman Paper was coming out from them.

"Young master."

"Greetings, young master."

"Young master …"

Along the way, several generals greeted him. Although they were surprised that Duan Wuhen would bring two strangers in, no one dared to question him.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing white armor walked out.

From afar, the man saw Duan Wuhen and bowed, "This general greets Young Noble."

Duan Wuhen walked up, nodding his head, and said: "These two are Masters from Mount Yuheng, please take us there now."

The man hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but speak: "Young Master, the City Lord said, if the lord of Mount Yuheng comes, you must wait for him."

Li Yi and Chen Meng were startled.

Duan Wuhen was enraged, "Bastard, the Mayor is no more, can't I make the decision now?"

The white armored man remained silent with a troubled expression on his face.

Duan Wuhen continued in a low voice, "The two hundred thousand man army is here, what are you afraid of?"

Before this, he had already lost face once. This time, no matter what, he couldn't afford to lose it.

The white armor remained silent for a long time, before finally nodding and waving his hand.

At first, Li Yi did not understand what it meant until now.

The sound of the drum was more like an order. It ordered the soldiers along the way to withdraw their defenses and ensure that they would be able to get to the statue's location unhindered.

This scene caused the two of them to feel fear and trepidation.

The distance from the outside of the mountain range to here was a full ten miles. There were still two hundred thousand soldiers guarding this place. If one wanted to enter the land of gods, there were layers of defenses.

How to steal it?

Was there any chance of it being stolen?

Along the way, Li Yi began to look around from time to time.

The middle-aged man and Duan Wuhen at the side all witnessed this scene.

38 levels!

There were around three hundred people at each level, and their cultivation realms were all around the third level of the sect.

There seemed to be some sort of restrictive force in the air that prevented it from flying.

Li Yi silently made his judgement, the more he understood, the heavier his heart became.

An hour later, the group slowly came to a stop. What appeared in Li Yi's line of sight was an ancient altar, around the altar sat over ten human figures, their eyes closed and their auras peaceful.

However, Li Yi had a feeling that these dozens of figures were not simple.

Li Yi took a deep breath, as his entire being felt unwell.

The statue.

Soon, he noticed the three-meter-tall statue in the middle of the altar.

In fact, he should have noticed the deity statue when he entered this range of vision, but he did not know why, but he saw it now, as if the deity statue was hidden in the mist.

It was a man. He stood quietly and looked at the sky, unknowingly releasing a kind of aura that was difficult to describe, which was deeply influenced by Li Yi.

He was missing an arm, a foot, and a large chunk of his shoulder, which was incomplete.

"Don't look at his eyes."

Duan Wuhen's voice sounded in his ears.

Pfft!

A formless energy swept down from the sky, and Chen Meng was instantly sent flying as he coughed out a large mouthful of blood.

But the most shocking thing was that Li Yi was completely unaffected, his gaze fearlessly landing on the face of the god statue.

It was a young man. His gaze was hollow and deep, as if the sun, moon, and stars were circulating within it. He had delicate facial features and was breathtakingly beautiful.

The only thing that didn't fit in was, why was he grayish brown?

Li Yi gradually awakened, and only then did he notice Chen Meng, who was sent flying. He subconsciously frowned, his expression serious, and then scanned his surroundings.

No one dared to look directly at the deity statue.

Around the altar, there were many Refining Master s gathered. The furnace rumbled as it burned with a great blaze.

At this moment, Li Yi seemed to have sensed something. He subconsciously looked at the face of the god statue and his entire body froze, as though his mind had been struck by lightning.

That face had changed. He was no longer young, but a middle-aged man. His chin was full of stubble, and his eyes were cloudy and gloomy. He exuded an aura of ancientness.

After a long while, a soft sigh echoed in Li Yi's heart.

Li Yi trembled, and scanned his surroundings again. To his astonishment, he found that he could no longer hear their voices, nor sense their life auras. It was as if he was isolated by space and time.

It was a deity statue!

His mind was shaken as he stared at the deity statue with his mouth wide open.

"Junior apprentice-brother."

The words were like thunder, resonating in Li Yi's mind and the world in his mind.