The Sacred Mountain lay deep within the Boundless Abyss. Riding on Hou Kong's back, they flew for more than ten days before they gradually began to see countless beastly silhouettes advancing ahead.
A towering mountain floated silently in the void.
This mountain was even larger than a planet, tens of millions of kilometers high and just as wide. It hovered quietly in the air, while under its immense power, the surrounding space-time continuously perished.
Countless divine beasts flew quietly before the Sacred Mountain, utterly motionless, their eyes filled with reverence.
"This is the Sacred Mountain!"
Hou Kong stopped and no longer flew forward.
Nie Yun looked toward the Sacred Mountain. This towering peak gave off an overwhelming sense of shock, a feeling that even surpassed Yan Huang Hall.
Yan Huang Hall ranked among the foremost Emperor-grade Divine Weapons, yet it still lacked the imposing presence of this Sacred Mountain.
If this thing truly was a divine weapon, then its grade definitely was not low—far beyond Yan Huang Hall!
But... did the God Realm possess anything beyond Emperor-grade Divine Weapons?
Nie Yun shook his head.
No matter what grade the Sacred Mountain was, it was not something he could concern himself with now. Since he could come here, countless Great Emperors of the God Realm must have come before him. Yet the Sacred Mountain had floated here, standing firm all this time, which meant even Emperor Realm experts could do nothing to it.
The White-bearded Elder had said that the Sacred Mountain could kill Emperor Realm experts, so it must have slain them before. Faced with something so dangerous, Nie Yun had no intention of touching it.
Ignoring the Sacred Mountain, Nie Yun looked toward the many divine beasts flying before it.
Just as those he had seen with the White-bearded