Inside the Main Mausoleum of the Eastern Mausoleum.
Yu Huatian walked silently beside a man.
The man beside him had been sent from Cangzhou Prefecture City after he reported the situation in the Eastern Mausoleum.
The Mountains-Moving Dao Lord, Shan Zhonglou.
He was the one who had used the Mountain-Moving Path's power to bring over the mountain outside Cangzhou Prefecture City and crush the head of the Prison Suppression Department to death.
Of course, moving a mountain did not mean moving an actual mountain. What he had brought over was its mountain soul.
Although it was called a mountain soul, its weight could act separately on both the flesh and the soul body.
The head of the Prison Suppression Department had had his soul body shattered beneath a mountain soul by the Mountain-Moving Path. Yu Huatian had also seen its followers use mountain souls to crush people into heaps of minced flesh.
Ordinary Yin cultivators had no way to withstand that kind of power.
Even for Yin cultivators who focused on body refinement, how could they resist the weight of an entire mountain?
The path had few tricks, but it was powerful.
That was why the Mountain-Moving Path ranked among the foremost of the Blood Incense Path's one hundred and eight paths.
Now that its Dao Lord had come to the Eastern Mausoleum, Yu Huatian felt somewhat relieved.
With the Mountain-Moving Path's strength and the many mountains within the Eastern Mausoleum, it could undoubtedly unleash its greatest power here.
Suddenly, Shan Zhonglou stopped before the enormous statue of the Incense-Free Lord.
"Come to think of it, this is my first time taking a proper look at the Incense-Free Lord's statue. Why does his face only have a pair of eyes?"
At Shan Zhonglou's question, Yu Huatian looked up at the