The Secret of the Divine Mountain (Part One)
The demon phoenix flew straight up into the clouds.
It was indeed fast, and it had an innate divine power that warded off the wind, so its flight was exceptionally steady.
Xie Daoling and Gu Qingshan felt it out for a while, then both closed their eyes to meditate and rest, letting it fly at full speed.
The demon phoenix sped through the vast sea of clouds, eventually finding a brick passageway overgrown with moss.
The passageway wasn't very wide. Once the demon phoenix entered, it could barely spread its wings as it flew.
It flew upward through the passageway for about half an incense stick's time, finally reaching the exit.
"We're here," the demon phoenix said, speaking in a human voice.
It flew out of the passageway and slowly descended to the ground with the two of them.
Gu Qingshan and Xie Daoling looked around.
The so-called passageway turned out to be nothing more than an ancient well.
But the ancient well was in the middle of a temple, where several solemn statues were enshrined.
Xie Daoling gazed at the statues, murmuring something under her breath. Before long, she had transformed into a little girl.
Pointing at the statues, she said, "Qingshan, look. These are the statues of the kings of the four Asura clans."
Gu Qingshan looked over.
Each statue was different, but they all wore solemn expressions and held weapons, poised for battle.
Gu Qingshan studied them for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and stopped in front of the statue in the center.
It had nine heads, a thousand eyes, a hundred arms, and eight feet. Flames wreathed its body, making it impossible to forget once seen.
"Master, look at this statue. Does it bring anything back to