The Holy Mountain, the tallest mountain in this world, rises to the sky and is the sacred place of this realm.
"It's indeed left by the eternal level."
Chu Yuan felt the eternal level mana the moment he saw this majestic Holy Mountain.
On the mountain body of the Holy Mountain, there are many chaotic lines, very irregular, not mudstone slabs, but seemingly copied from them.
Copying is not just drawing a few strokes, but requires understanding its essence, at least containing energy, spirit, and essence to be used for comprehension.
When Chu Yuan arrived at the Holy Mountain, many people in this world were there, studying the divine patterns. The closer one got to the Holy Mountain, the greater the pressure, as if millions of giant hammers continuously hammered your flesh.
The creatures of this world have such strong bodies largely because of the Holy Mountain; everyone must come here to temper their physique.
