"It's right there!" Zhan Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed away.
In the depths of Eternal Abyss, a tall tower that looks like a temple stands on the vast land. Although the distance is still far away, it cannot escape the eyes of Mu Hanyan and others in this desolate plain.
"What is that?" Yue Tianlun who came with Mu Hanyan said in surprise.
He also came to Eternal Plains to search, but never found such a temple tower.
"I'm afraid you don't know about the civil war in the temple many years ago?" Zhan Yuan said leisurely.
Yue Tianlun and the others shook their heads blankly. They really hadn't heard of the civil war in the temple.
However, Mu Hanyan's heart was moved. She had seen the ancient temple that disappeared in the long river of history, and found tens of thousands of colorful soul beads from it, and even saw the fleeting glimpse left by the war with her own eyes, so she had already seen it. Guess that there was a large-scale civil war in the history of the temple, but this history was forcibly erased later.
Thinking of this, her heart suddenly became clear, and some questions that she had been unable to figure out had vaguely answered.
"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, a divine language priest was born in the temple, who was so talented. Originally, with his strength, he should inherit the position of the god master, but the god master thinks that this person is ambitious. If he is allowed to become the god master , the world will be in chaos, so at the end of his life, he will pass on the position of God Lord to others.
The Almighty was right. That man was indeed ambitious. In fact, he should have killed him, but he didn't. This also laid the seeds for future chaos.
Once the previous God Master died, the divine language priest established himself as the God Master, built another temple, and turned against the new God Master.
The temple at that time was far from being as authoritative as it is today, and the major priest families were divided into four directions, and it was difficult for the gods to control. Many people admired his strength, were bewitched by him, and joined his banner.
The two sides fought for thousands of years, and countless powerful priests died on the battlefield.
In the end, the old temple won, and the priest of divine language was killed in the wasteland, and countless temples built by him were also destroyed and disappeared in the wasteland.
However, not every temple can be destroyed. Even if the main temple built by the divine language priest becomes ruins, they cannot destroy it. They can only seal it with a space formation. "Zhan Yuan said in a low voice, his eyes became so deep, as if recalling a dusty past.
"This is the main temple!" Yue Tianlun said in surprise, pointing to the tall tower in the distance.
Although it sounds unbelievable, they couldn't help but believe that the tower was right in front of them.
"Now it is no longer the main temple, but a tomb, the tomb of countless extremely powerful people. If rampantly refines the remains of those strong people into necromancers, it is simply not something you can compete with, and his own strength, Most of it will also recover," Zhan Yuan said.
Everyone shuddered. Like Mu Hanyan, they were always puzzled. Where did Ran Liao find the remains of so many strong men and refine them into necromancy? It wasn't until they heard about the great battle that they suddenly realized that what Liao found was the remains of the priest who died in the civil war in the temple.
And the priests buried in this main temple were obviously the top powerhouses at that time. If rampant liao was refined into necromancers, even if their strength could only retain a few percent of their former life, they would definitely not be able to compete.
The most exasperating thing is that they don't even know about such a big commotion.
"Quick, we must stop them as soon as possible." Mu Hanyan took Zhan Yuan and flew towards the high tower of the temple first.
The others didn't care about being tired, and rushed forward with all their strength.