Looking at the mummy, whose appearance was completely at odds with Egyptian style, Liu Zhi couldn't help smiling.
"So that's why you designed this place like this. Your true self doesn't follow the path of a god of light, but that of a god of darkness."
The mummy wasn't Monur, but one of the mythic-tier mummies under his command.
Its abilities could only be displayed within a certain area. Outside that region, it was only a little stronger than a mythic-tier soldier.
Two mythic-tier soldiers could easily kill it outside.
But the forest on Gold Bull Mountain was precisely this mummy's domain, and everything Liu Zhi said could be relayed to Monur through the mummy's eyes.
Monur had naturally heard Liu Zhi's earlier remarks about the forest, along with everything else he had said.
He no longer felt like observing any further.
Monur knew that if he kept watching, Liu Zhi would see right through him.
So Monur simply sent one of his mummies to invite Liu Zhi into his temple.
After more than fourteen hundred years of living, anyone who wasn't a fool would have accumulated at least some wealth.
The temple was, after all, the foundation of Monur's power, so it had been built fairly large.
As Liu Zhi entered the temple, he noticed that even though it was daytime, the interior was somewhat dim.
Sunlight couldn't reach inside. Only the light sources within the temple illuminated a few corners.
At the end of the temple corridor stood a massive statue.
Carved from marble, it depicted a seated minotaur.
He wore heavy armor. Liu Zhi recognized its design: it was the basic version of Taurus's Gold Cloth among the Twelve Golden Zodiac Saints.
A shaft of sunlight streamed in from nearby and fell directly across the minotaur's face.