Wizard's Journey

Chapter 864 The Heavenly Ladder Mountain

A month later.

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there were countless ancient beings and saints on the continent of gods. All kinds of races were thriving. There were also many innate gods who were perfectly in harmony with the laws, and even the supreme gods still existed. Their strength was far beyond what the continent of gods could compare with at this time. The Heavenly Ladder Mountain was the source of chaos in the ancient war on the continent of gods and a forbidden area of ​​the continent of gods."

At this moment, they are getting closer and closer to the center of the continent of gods, and the gravitational pull of the earth's veins is getting stronger and stronger, already approaching the Wizarding World by a hundred times!

As a result, the ground became increasingly desolate. Apart from a few advanced creatures that had adapted to the special environment of super gravity, there were only continuous mountain ranges, which began to be permeated with a faint aura of death.

Even for this native, peak-level Saint Realm black dragon from the Continent of Gods, flying has become extremely difficult at this moment.

"Lord of **?"

Formal wizards hunt for the world's resources, holy-marked wizards hunt for the world's treasures, and true spirit wizards hunt for the world's history. Having already understood these fundamental principles and rules, Green was clearly the one among the four most interested in the history of the continent of gods.

According to Green's speculation, the Lord who instigated the war of the gods in ancient times was likely an eighth-level being!

This vast world is far more complex than it appears at this moment.

Xiao Ba clearly had little interest in this deathly place and hid directly in the dimensional gap.

"Exactly! As soon as this supreme god's seal was broken, he swiftly launched an ancient war. The sky and earth were darkened, and the sun and moon lost their light. This Heavenly Ladder Mountain was the very center of the battlefield, where countless ancient beings perished. The remains of these terrifyingly powerful beings, through the continuous evolution of the earth's rules, gave birth to this vast and boundless sea of ​​the dead. The gods here are called the Gods of the Underworld on the continent."

The Hades system and the God system have been in constant confrontation for years, while the overseas Dragon God system and Sea God system are also eyeing the world covetously. Chaotic demons have invaded, and the Demon God system has also joined in. Occasionally, foreign evil gods are sucked in by the rules of gravity. This world is indeed extremely chaotic.

On the earth, a gray, deathly aura lingered, with only the occasional long sigh emanating from it.

As a peak creature of the Holy Domain of the Continent of Gods, the Black Dragon once fearlessly ventured into the Sea of ​​the Dead in its long history, but the terrifying events that followed made it never dare to venture in a second time.

At this moment, leading everyone, they perfectly avoided some of the scattered temples of the Underworld God.

"Hehehe, it's just a combination of ghosts and the remains of powerful beings due to the strong gravitational rules. It's a natural phenomenon that sometimes occurs in ghost worlds."

The Netherworld Heart Saint Mark Wizard held a disassembled ghoul in his hand, spoke calmly, and then threw the experimental research specimens and waste down.

Having never traveled or fought in the world of spirits, Grimm was unfamiliar with it, but he was somewhat interested in the chaotic power of the Chaos Demons. At this moment, he was communicating with the black dragon's soul while playing with a pair of Chaos Demon horns in his hands.

Roar……

Ahead, a colossal mountain exuded an aura of death, from which a corpse dragon, over fifty meters long, suddenly flew out. Clearly sensing the intruding black dragon, it charged straight at them.

"Oh no, it's the Ancient Corpse Dragon King!"

Sensing the even stronger aura of the undead holy domain corpse dragon, the Black Dragon King exclaimed in surprise. Then, remembering that he was supporting four gods on his back, he finally felt a little relieved!

Any one of these four otherworldly evil gods could easily defeat this sacred corpse dragon with a single move.

However, the next words of the Nine-Headed Wrathful Stigmata Wizard left the Black Dragon in disbelief, horrified, and desperate.

"It seems this black dragon is no longer suitable for traveling in this area. I'm also hungry, so let's change our mounts."

With a chilling and ruthless stomp, the Nine-Headed Wrathful Saint Mark Wizard crushed the black dragon's spine with a single foot, and several giant snakes bit down with their blood-red mouths.

……

Ten days later.

Riding the Corpse Dragon, they arrived at the foot of the Heavenly Ladder Mountain. Amidst the Corpse Dragon's fear and despair, the Heart of the Netherworld extracted the Soul Flame and swallowed it, saying in a low voice, "There are many Netherworld God Temples here. Drink the Nine Netherworld Spring. Remember, you must not use magic power. We will climb up little by little."

Before them lay the Heavenly Ladder Mountain, overrun with undead creatures, rotting corpses, flesh, and bones—a truly gruesome sight. The dense aura of death was almost tangible, its peaks rising straight into the clouds, completely enveloped by the deathly presence.

Having gone through the stages of wizard apprentice and formal wizard, I no longer care about these things.

Glug, glug, glug.

The four carefully enveloped the Nine Netherworld Spring with their magic and swallowed it. To their surprise, they all began to exude an aura of death, becoming indistinguishable from the low-level undead creatures that filled the surrounding mountains and fields.

These low-level primitive creatures, devoid of intelligence, were no longer afraid of the group, regarding them merely as a few ordinary holy realm undead powerhouses passing by.

"It's done."

With a satisfied expression, the Netherworld Heart Saint Mark Wizard was the first to ascend this sacred land of the dead, the center of the leyline world, the Heavenly Ladder Mountain.

roar roar...

The frequent roars and the astonishing density of undead creatures in the third-level holy realm were carefully avoided by the three of them, who disguised themselves. As for the Netherworld Temple, the Netherworld Heart Saint Mark Wizard, who had climbed mountains several times, naturally avoided them early on.

"Um!?"

As Grimm was climbing step by step to the top of the Heavenly Ladder Mountain, he suddenly sensed something unusual. His two-colored eyes under the Mask of Truth turned his head, and after a flash of light, he slowly swung the Extreme Abyss Magic Staff in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

The mysterious aura of primal darkness alerted Youquan, who was standing beside Green. Youquan was slightly surprised, and her sharp, cold eyes, hidden beneath the white bandages, looked over.

"Nothing much, just an interesting undead creature, a nice specimen."

Under Grimm's control, the primal, dark, and mysterious power resembled a nimble tentacle, bypassing a group of zombie skeletons, slicing past the crotch of an abomination patrolling its territory, and within the cavity of a giant bone, it circled and grasped a hazy gray shadow.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

The scream of the Soul Fire, the shadow seized by the primal darkness, slowly transformed into a skeleton. The bone blade, wreathed in death energy, attempted to sever the mysterious power of the primal darkness binding it, but to no avail. It was quickly dragged to Green's side.

"Another creature that utilizes the power of the dark element, shadow."

The Phantom Lotus seeds obtained from the deep abyss were not yet cultivated by Green, but now he has obtained another springboard specimen for further research into the primordial dark and mysterious power.

"Don't waste time, we don't have much time."

The Netherworld Heart at the forefront turned its head and spoke. Grimm nodded, opened the Book of Truth in his left hand, and silently chanted a witchcraft incantation. The strange shadow skeleton was then sealed by Grimm into the Forgotten World.

Puff, puff, puff...

With each step, countless carrion worms were trampled to death on the muddy ground beneath their feet, and the splattered viscous liquid became a feast for the other carrion worms.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Tens of thousands of gargoyles flew across the sky in droves, while on the Heavenly Ladder Mountain, four "little undead" slowly climbed up the mountain amidst numerous deathly corpses.

A day and a night later.

"This...this is the manifestation of the rules of truth, truly astonishing!"

Hidden among numerous corpses, and avoiding the distant temples of the underworld, the four people standing atop the Heavenly Ladder Mountain quietly experienced the wonders of this great world.

A flash appeared on Green's shoulder, and Little Eight also emerged from the dimensional gap.

(End of this chapter)