Prison Clan Worshippers

The white oval-shaped aircraft carried Bai Yang as it slowly descended onto the mountaintop.

This area was an absolute forbidden zone for the natives. Aside from aircraft belonging to the five major powers, or experts above the Immortal level, no object whatsoever was permitted to fly through the air.

The metal robot brought the spacecraft to a stop, respectfully opened the hatch, and welcomed Bai Yang out.

He looked around. The entire mountaintop seemed as though it had been sliced away out of thin air, forming a platform.

The ground was paved with pristine, gleaming white stone, completely different from the rest of the city.

From afar, it looked like a massive black mountain with a layer of snow spread across its peak.