The space before him was completely different from the building above. Instead, it looked more like a Japanese shrine.
If he had not been able to look up and see the ceiling still leaking electricity, Liu Zhi might not have believed this was underground, judging only by the lush trees and wooden shrine structures.
After passing through a fifteen-meter-tall vermilion torii, Andaril said, "Welcome to our land of inheritance, my final God's Land. I call this place Hell's Sacred Mountain."
"All right, that's quite an imposing name."
The moment Liu Zhi heard it, he felt that there was a reason Andaril had never managed to grow.
Although he had his own ideas, he exaggerated some things far too much.
If he had merely claimed to be an ordinary god, he might not have been treated as a target, but by boasting that this place was a sacred mountain in Hell, he naturally drew everyone's attention.
However, Liu Zhi had no idea how to persuade Andaril. He simply followed him into this God's Land.
As soon as they entered, they came to the normal hand-washing area of a Japanese shrine—a Temizuya beside the path.
Liu Zhi noticed, however, that behind this stone Temizuya stood seven statues of different styles.
It was easy to see that they were connected to the professions of the Dark God.
Of course, Liu Zhi also noticed that only four of the statues before him carried an aura of divinity. The remaining three were black, representing the fact that their inheritances had already vanished.
Liu Zhi swept his eyes over them and immediately recognized what kind of professions they represented.
A green zombie Paladin, a red Fallen Necromancer, a cyan Black Hunter (black archer), and a black Moon Clan druid.
Liu Zhi also noticed that one of