1052 The Hall of Gods (1)

Once the rest time was up, everyone set off again.

However, their destination this time was far away, so they boarded the warship again and flew toward the depths of the mysterious and quiet continent.

Because they were deep inside the sealed battleship, they couldn't enjoy the unique scenery of this continent, which was a pity.

However, Tang Zhen did not have such restrictions. If he wanted to admire the scenery outside, he would naturally have an even simpler method.

Tang Zhen's spiritual power had already expanded infinitely as he sat on the warship's seat. It completely covered the area that the warship had flown over.

Even though the warship was extremely fast, he could still browse through it quickly, even if it consumed a lot of mental power. He treated it as special training.

Not to mention that this method was really effective. After he gradually adapted to the speed of the warship, he could already observe a targeted object in detail in an instant.

If he could master this technique proficiently, he would be able to control the battlefield greatly when he was fighting against the enemy. He would be able to ensure that he would not miss out on anything.

In this way, his own safety would also increase a lot.

During the training process, Tang Zhen had naturally gained a direct understanding of this mysterious and quiet continent. The deepest feeling he had was that it was desolate.

Other than the boundless moss and the barren peaks, there were no other plants on this continent, not even the shadow of animals.

If he were to live here for a period of time, he would probably go completely crazy from boredom!

However, it was also because of this quiet and desolate place that ordinary people could not disturb the native gods who were hiding here, let alone know that they were hiding here.

After all, to the ordinary natives, gods were high and mighty existences. How could they know where they were?

Unknowingly, the warship had already flown a long distance and gradually approached a huge mountain range that connected the ground and the sky.

After circling around for a while, the warship chose a position halfway up the mountain and slowly landed.

The Holy Dragon City cultivators on the warship quickly walked out of the cabin door and observed the surrounding environment.

This place was the same as the other mountains. It was all bare without a trace of soil, as if it had been thrown into water and washed with all its might!

Tang Zhen was also looking at the surrounding environment. He looked at the strange peaks that were completely exposed. They were clean without a trace of debris. Tang Zhen recalled the records he had read in an ancient book.

It was said that in a distant era, the area of timlad was much larger than it was now, and the indigenous people were scattered all over the place.

However, with the occurrence of the world-ending disaster, a terrifying great flood appeared, accompanied by an earthquake. The entire world was cut into many parts, and everything on the ground was swept into the deep sea.

Originally, Tang Zhen thought that this was just a description to express the ferocity and horror of the flood to the readers.

But now, it seemed that the writer might not have been exaggerating, because the land under their feet had indeed been washed clean by the flood. Even the soil had been washed away.

Everything that belonged to the surface, including the traces of various civilizations, had been washed away without a trace, leaving only mountains that could not be washed away by floods!

The mosses that covered the entire continent were probably due to the accumulation of dust over countless years. The mosses had grown by chance, and then covered the entire continent over countless years.

That was why the land in front of him had taken on such a strange form.

However, the flood did not wash everything away completely, because there were still some things that were stubbornly preserved.

For example, there was a magnificent building on the huge mountain in front of them. Although it had been damaged by the wind and rain, it still had its former glory.

This was the target of Tang Zhen and the others. Occasionally, there would be a few words that mentioned the ancient Hall of Gods in ancient books!

It was said that all the gods in this world had statues here.

There was no exact number of gods in timlad. Ordinary people didn't know, and even some native gods didn't know.

This was because some of the Aboriginal gods were very low-key and had never shown any miracles in front of the world.

Auduin might know, but he would definitely not tell Tang Zhen. He probably wanted the Holy Dragon City to run into walls everywhere, or be ambushed by the native gods in the hidden places, and finally cause both sides to suffer!

In short, the more the two sides fought, the happier it would be!

Therefore, Tang Zhen's main purpose in coming to the lost continent was to obtain the world's origin that Namira had. His second purpose was to find this Hall of Gods and determine the information of the indigenous gods from the remains here.

Waving their hands, the cultivators immediately stepped on the slippery moss and quickly approached the mountaintop.

With the skills of these cultivators, it was not a problem for them to find a path. However, they still followed the stone steps that were vaguely present but mostly covered in moss.

This was because they had a faint feeling that if they were to fly up directly, they might encounter some unnecessary danger.

Even though the Hall of Gods had been completely abandoned, as high and mighty gods, how could they allow someone to fly over their heads?

Therefore, it was best to avoid such possible dangers.

Along the way, all kinds of statues, some lying down, some still standing, appeared in front of everyone. They all had the appearance of devout believers.

Even after a long time, they still stood there, silently watching the first batch of visitors in countless years since the disaster.

Tang Zhen merely glanced at these statues before turning his eyes to the ruins that were gradually approaching.

Huge stone pillars stood at the peak of the mountain, dozens of meters tall. Other than a few broken ones, the rest were completely intact.

The entire Hall had not completely collapsed. At the very least, the area that Tang Zhen could see was basically intact.

The group crossed the last stone step and arrived at the huge square on the top of the mountain. They stood in front of the Hall of Gods.

An indescribable aura of vicissitude washed over the crowd. The statues standing around the hall made them feel tiny.

This place was extremely quiet, but there was an uneasy aura that was spreading to the surroundings.

It was obvious that the empty Hall of Gods was not as peaceful as it seemed. There was some unknown danger hidden in it.

The Holy Dragon city's overlords behind Tang Zhen looked at each other and revealed a cautious expression. They began to continuously size up the surrounding environment in an attempt to find a hidden and dangerous target.

However, apart from the lonely Hall in front of him, there seemed to be nothing else here. He didn't know where this danger came from.