Old Ghost continued leading the way ahead.
He understood now that Xu Zimo's strength was simply beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
All his worries had merely been the needless anxieties of a mediocre man.
Everyone continued onward, and along the way they encountered many more skeletal creatures.
To others, these skeletal creatures would have been absolutely lethal.
Yet in Xu Zimo's hands, they were casually destroyed like toys.
For instance, they came across a skeletal qilin on the road. The qilin charged wildly toward them, its hooves treading upon the void.
It was clearly a terrifying existence; Old Ghost even felt that a single stomp from it could crush him to death.
Yet Xu Zimo needed only one palm strike.
He smashed the skeletal qilin into fragments.
No matter how dangerous the existence they encountered along the way, none seemed able to withstand the might of Xu Zimo's palm.
This made Old Ghost's heart pound in terror.
He felt only that the greatest horror of all was right beside him.
As a result, his attitude became even more respectful.
Before climbing over the mountain, Xu Zimo saw the tomb of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Lord at its foot.
However, Old Ghost had already robbed this tomb once before, so there was nothing good left inside.
The mountain before them resembled a Flame Mountain.
The entire mountain was crimson, as though a sea of fire were slowly burning across its surface.
When people stepped upon it, they could even feel a scorching heat beneath their feet.
And the farther upward they went, the more blistering that heat became.
Xu Sanduo could barely endure it. Sweat streamed from his body like rain.
Only after Xu Zimo shielded him with Great Way Power did things improve considerably.
"Thank you for the trouble, my