Meng Chao and Ice Storm both sucked in a sharp breath.
The Holy Mountain Temple, the oldest temple in Turanze according to legend.
It was also the first foothold established in the Otherworld by the Turan People, who had crossed the stars and descended from the heavens.
It had been built atop the cooled remains of that blazing Great Fireball.
Within were stored vast quantities of technologies, machinery, and power from the Pinnacle of the Stars.
Even the souls of Turan ancestors from tens of thousands of years ago slumbered there.
One could well imagine that whoever discovered and inherited the power of the Holy Mountain Temple could rise in a single leap to become the master of Turanze, the supreme War Chieftain.
Meng Chao also knew that none of this was some vague and illusory legend.
It was a fact that was about to happen.
In his previous life, "Jackal" Kanus had excavated the Holy Mountain Temple and inherited the power within it from the stars. That was how he had been revered as the ruler of the Turan lands and supreme commander of all Turan Heroes, gaining loyalty and authority beyond anything any previous War Chieftain had ever possessed.
But at this point in time, there were two things Meng Chao could not understand:
"How could 'Jackal' Kanus have received permission to venture deep into the Holy Mountain to explore it?
"And how could Destroyer's Horn have believed that he had truly found the Holy Mountain Temple, to the point that he himself could not wait to venture deep into the Holy Mountain?"
The value and significance of the Holy Mountain Temple were simply too immense.
If "Jackal" Kanus had worked hard to explore ordinary temples, it could still be said that he was utterly loyal to Destroyer's