Eastern Continent, atop the Heavenly Temple's sacred mountain. Golden temples and pavilions lay draped from the summit all the way to the foot of the mountain like piled snow. Layer upon layer of temple gates stood under tight guard, ancient bells and great drums rang out sonorously, and the faint roars of dragons and hisses of serpents echoed from the valleys. At every courtyard gate, every mountain pass, and every peak stood three to five Heavenly Temple zealots, their entire bodies gleaming with golden light as they watched all directions with utmost vigilance.
The war waged by the various divine clans against the Ashir Clan had paused. Because of Thunder God's Hammer, that chaotic war had finally come to a halt. Yet the Miro Divine Cult's inexplicable assault on the Heavenly Temple continued. Assassins from the Miro Divine Cult's Destruction God Palace, moving in secretive fashion, appeared around the sacred mountain from time to time, each visit taking three to five bloody lives.
This place lay far from the Western Continent, beyond the attack range of Thunder God's Hammer, so the Miro Divine Cult continued its offensive without restraint. The Heavenly Temple knew why the Miro Divine Cult had gone so mad—the Secret Demon Tower, the most important inherited divine artifact of the Many-Armed Secret Devil Clan, had been stolen, and identification markers and tokens belonging to the Heavenly Temple had been left at the scene.
This truly was a disaster falling from nowhere. Every major figure in the Heavenly Temple—abbots, Dharma Kings, Venerables, and the like—could swear on their bald heads that not one of them had made such a decision, sending such powerful personnel deep into the Miro Divine Cult's core territory to steal that damned Secret Demon Tower! But although the Heavenly Temple had explained this to