The land of white light lay hidden in the farthest reaches of the lesser grotto-heaven. At first glance, there seemed to be only a few halls and pavilions, but upon drawing near, they discovered that the buildings, large and small, numbered in the hundreds—enough to rival a small city.
Golden Palace.
The place where the Metal God Rushou had dwelled in life.
This ancient western god had possessed boundless divine powers in life, commanding the sharp metallic qi of heaven and earth. His might was beyond imagining. Even after his body had fallen and his divine soul scattered, the divine power leaking from his corpse and blood had still warped the laws of heaven and earth in the Lower Abyss Realm, creating the present landscape steeped in turbid qi.
Moreover, because he had been too powerful in life, his remaining divine power had refused to disperse after death. It formed a lesser grotto-heaven around the Golden Palace and altered the surrounding environment, mutating the nearby lifeforms and giving birth to the Ancient God Clan, whose bodies were immensely strong, as well as a batch of colossal beasts that grew huge almost casually.
When the Ancient God Clan's bloodline awakened, they worshipped and created gods of their own. Taking the lesser grotto-heaven as its center, they collectively named the continuous mountain range You Mountain.
Five black-robed figures shifted through space and arrived. Though it was their first time here, they had come prepared. Gazing at the utterly dilapidated Golden Palace before them, none of them sensed anything amiss.
"As expected of an ancient god's sacred ground. Even after countless years, it still retains a divine might that makes one's heart tremble."
One of them spoke slowly. The ruined halls exuded a sharp, oppressive pressure, as though Gods and Devils stood before