At the summit of Eternal Mountain stood a massive divine hall.
"Hongmeng Divine Hall." Though Li Xinghe did not recognize the writing on the hall, he instinctively read the four words.
These should have been characters from the dawn of the Primordial World, perhaps even older than Di Wujiang himself.
Or perhaps they were characters from the Eternal World.
Everyone now understood the meaning of the words through their primordial spirit senses.
"This should be the cultivation ground of the Lord of Primordial. No wonder we couldn't even damage a single stone on Eternal Mountain," someone murmured in amazement.
At that moment, Daoist Shichen and the Ancestor of Space stood before the divine hall, seemingly trying to find a way inside.
Li Xinghe could not help but smile. Sure enough, those two old fossils were not qualified.
Places like this were generally reserved for chosen sons of heaven.
"Looks like your fate isn't strong enough," Li Xinghe said with a grin as he walked forward.
Daoist Shichen snorted. This bastard was always trying to humiliate them.
"Generally speaking, places like this are meant for chosen sons of heaven. You two should just go wash up and sleep."
Li Xinghe's words made sense, but they were clearly far from friendly to some of the ancient beings present.
For example, even Di Wujiang could not help shooting Li Xinghe a glare.
"I'll try." Di Wujiang suddenly walked toward the Hongmeng Divine Hall.
Daoist Shichen and the Ancestor of Space both grew tense. They had tried just now, only to be forced back by an invisible force.
Even wielding the power of time and space, they had been unable to penetrate the invisible barrier before them.
If Di Wujiang could enter, then they truly would have no hope left.
This place had been