Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, it was March 3rd, year 10024 of the Yulan calendar. It was time to gather at War God Mountain. Zhou Tong and Linley simultaneously emerged from the pocket dimension, flying towards the O 'Brien Empire and War God Mountain.
The two moved very quickly, and in just half a day, they arrived at War God Mountain.
While still in the air, the two saw that there were twenty Saints gathered below them. These were the most powerful experts of the Yulan continent.
"Haha, Linley, Kahn, you finally came. We're all missing you." Fain, seeing the two of them, immediately laughed and went to welcome them.
The two of them also landed and joined the circle of experts.
At this moment, it was getting late. Many experts were drinking and chatting. Some of them were in the mood to spar in midair. Many people were very curious about Linley, a Dragonblood Warrior, as well as about Zhou Tong, the so-called youngest Saint in history. Many people immediately proposed a spar to the two of them.
Linley's spar was very simple. He didn't even transform before defeating an expert.
Zhou Tong's spar was even simpler. He didn't even stand up. He just sat there, flicking his finger casually, and sent an expert flying, as though he was flicking a fly.
This scene caused everyone to stare, tongue-tied. This level of power was simply ridiculous.
"Kahn, long time no see. As expected, you've improved yet again!" Fain sighed. "This body of yours is truly enviable. It's even more terrifying than the Four Supreme Warriors …"
Everyone was silent. The technique Zhou Tong had just displayed was indeed terrifyingly powerful.
A day passed as the experts drank and chatted.
Early the next morning, the sun rose in the east, and golden light covered the entire War God Mountain.
At this time, the War God finally appeared.
The War God swept everyone with his gaze, then said, "Since you are all here, let's go!"
As soon as his words came out, the War God soared into the air, while the others followed behind him, flying forward.
This direction led to the Forest of Darkness. Every time they wanted to go to the Necropolis of the Gods, they had to gather at the Forest of Darkness. Only Beirut of the Forest of Darkness was qualified to open the path to the Necropolis of the Gods.
Everyone here was a top-notch expert of the continent. Soon, they arrived at the Dark Forest.
There was a pitch-black metal castle. This castle didn't occupy a large area. It was only a few kilometers in radius, but it was completely black. It was formed from a strange black metal.
"All of you, stay outside. You are not allowed to enter the castle without permission!" said the Martial God as he walked into the castle.
At this moment, the most experienced Fain said, "Don't go in without permission. This castle will attack intruders."
"Metallic lifeforms …" Zhou Tong murmured to himself. These things were very rare in the material planes, but they were very common in the Higher Planes.
"Boss, I'm going in first!" Bebe wasn't afraid of the metallic lifeform, and he immediately flew in.
He had asked for a spot for the Undying Warrior Barker. The Undying Warrior Barker wanted to enter the Necropolis of the Gods as well, but unfortunately, he wasn't qualified. Thus, Bebe had no choice but to ask Beirut for a spot.
Just as Zhou Tong and the others were waiting outside, other experts arrived as well. For example, Desri and the other Prime Saints who had joined Beirut's side, the High Priest's side, the magical beasts of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, Dylin's side, and the solitary Deity … Cesar.
Soon, at midday, the War God, the High Priest, Dylin, and Cesar, the four Deities, walked out of the metallic castle and announced that they would be entering the Necropolis of the South Seas.
There were a total of three Necropolis of the Gods. The three paths were located in the Forest of Darkness, on an island in the North Seas, and deep within the South Seas. Of the three, the tomb deep within the South Seas was the most difficult.
Finally, deep into the night, a black shadow appeared in front of everyone, then solidified into a human form.
This person was dressed in a long black robe, and his long black hair hung loose. He also had a long beard that reached his chest. He looked like an old man.
"Lord Beirut!" The High Priest, the War God, Cesar, and Dylin immediately rose to their feet and bowed.
The other Saints all bowed towards Beirut as well.
Beirut had a smile on his face as he swept everyone with his gaze. Finally, his gaze fell upon Bebe. "Bebe, come here."
"Grandpa Beirut, let's hurry up and leave!" Bebe was somewhat impatient.
Beirut nodded. "Fine. Let's go!" As he spoke, he carried Bebe and flew towards the south.
The others followed closely behind.
Everyone was a Deity or a Saint, so they quickly arrived in the air above the South Seas, then dove into the depths of the South Seas.
They constantly flew through the depths of the sea. Occasionally, some enormous magical beasts would appear, but upon discovering so many experts, they would be so frightened that they wouldn't be able to move.
The Necropolis of the Gods was roughly twenty thousand meters below the sea. The deeper they went, the greater the pressure, especially towards the end. Everyone felt as though they were carrying a mountain on their backs as they advanced. Immediately, many Saints began to use magic or set up battle-qi defenses, and multicolored light began to shine.
But of course, the five Deities at the front didn't need to set up any sort of energy barrier. The only Saint who didn't need to set up any sort of barrier was Zhou Tong.
Many people stared at Zhou Tong in astonishment. By now, they had a deeper understanding of what Fain had said earlier about Zhou Tong being the number one Saint.
Finally, the group arrived at a gorge at the bottom of the sea. After passing through the gorge, they arrived at a pitch-black door that emanated strange ripples.
"This interspatial door is the door to the Necropolis of the Gods. Normally, this place is sealed!" As Beirut spoke, a black pillar of light shot out from his body.
"Rumble!"
When the black pillar of light landed on the interspatial door, the calm waters of the sea began to roil, and the door began to shine with a brilliant light. One could clearly see that there seemed to be a membrane sealing the door, but moments later, the membrane was pierced through.
"Follow me in!" As Beirut spoke, he took a step forward, disappearing on the other side of the interspatial door.
And then, without any hesitation, the four Deities all stepped into the interspatial door, disappearing from the sight of all the Saints.
Following them were the many Saints.
"What a unique feeling. Is this a so-called divine plane?" Zhou Tong was somewhat surprised. "But unfortunately, Beirut is a Sovereign of Wind, and he created a divine plane of wind. This place is perfect for training in the Elemental Laws of the Wind, but it's far from perfect for training in other things."
"Perhaps the reason why Linley was able to make so many breakthroughs in his mastery of wind is because this is a divine plane of wind." Zhou Tong said to himself.
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