Fang Yun was thinking about the trade fair when suddenly, Taichu Lei Ze shook violently.
It was as if there were invisible giant feet stepping on the mountains.
Fang Yun and the five great saints immediately looked forward.
The original Leishui Waterfall came to an abrupt end, and the Leishi Canyon behind it was fully revealed.
In the canyon, the thunder and water that was originally like fog was now slowly dispersing and turning into drops of thunder and water that were sliding down the mountain walls on both sides.
Finally, the fog dissipated, revealing a majestic stone gate.
“It’s a place of inheritance!”
"Walk!"
The six saints thought about it and flew forward together.
The other five great saints were usually very conceited, but at this moment they all hung great saint treasures on their heads, emitting various colors of strange lights and surrounding themselves.
Fang Yun stood on the Thunder Stone Boat, with a Thunder Order on his waist, and flew slowly at the back.
The gains from this trip to Taichu Lei Ze have exceeded imagination. As for this so-called inheritance, Fang Yun doesn't care about it. It would be best if he could find the power of time, but it doesn't matter if he can't get it.
The six saints entered the stone gate one after another.
Inside was an independent ancient land.
There is no blue sky or white clouds here. There is only one golden star in the sky. The light of the star is scattered, as if covering the entire ancient land with light golden gauze.
Fang Yun’s holy thoughts instantly flew high into the sky, and together with the other five great saints, he looked down and observed the ancient land.
The entire ancient land is a large black metal disc with a diameter of more than 20,000 miles. The edge of the disc is relatively neat, but the ground is uneven, bumpy, and even has many traces of battles.
There is a huge furnace in each of the four directions of east, south, west and north of this ancient land. Boiling liquid metal continuously flows out of the furnace, rolling along the grooves of the ground and finally flowing to the center of the ancient land.
Rather than saying they are four grooves, it would be more accurate to say they are four rivers thirty miles wide, flowing in the rivers is boiling golden water.
In the center of the ancient land, there stands a large square Colosseum, the side length of which is over 500 miles.
The Colosseum seemed to be cast in a whole of silver-grey metal, with seats for spectators on three sides. The only side, which was the most prestigious, was the terrace of a palace.
On the terrace, there are many metal statues, each of which exudes a vast aura, and some even exude the aura of the Great Sage.
In the palace deep inside the terrace, there is an empty throne.
A steady stream of divine golden slurry flowed into the moat outside the arena.
The entire ancient land had no rocks, no trees, no living creatures, only metal.
"This is indeed the land of the Golden Clan." said the Great Sage Yanhui.
Lang Kun nodded and said, "It seems that our ancient maps were correct. Then, it all depends on our own abilities."
The six saints looked at each other and then at the others.
Boom…
The south gate of the Colosseum opened with a bang.
Everyone's gaze became intense, especially that of Rock Clan's Rock Ash.
At the same time, a giant made of thunder appeared on the terrace of the Colosseum. He was a thousand feet tall, with a blurred face. His two hands pressed on the edge of the terrace, making it burnt.
"Only if you don't get melted can you step onto the battlefield!"
The Thunder Giant's voice resounded through heaven and earth, and a faint smile seemed to appear on his face.
The five great saints all bowed their heads in respect to the thunder giant. Even the dead saint ancestor was an existence beyond their reach.
Only Fang Yun stood there with his neck straight and did not lower his head.
The saints looked in all directions. Although the five great saints lowered their heads, they saw that the ghost chanting the scriptures looked indifferent, and they immediately shook their heads slightly.
I have never seen such a rampant half-saint!
Everyone changed their minds and thought that this chanting ghost might not really need the inheritance of the Golden Clan’s Holy Ancestor, which was actually good news.
"Let's go." The Great Sage Huode looked at the ghost Fang Yun with displeasure and flew towards the wide-open city gate. The other four saints followed him, and Fang Yun went last.
The saints were shocked to see that when the Great Sage of Fire was a hundred miles away from the gate, his body became smaller and smaller, and his flying altitude became lower and lower. When he reached one mile away from the moat, the Great Sage of Fire was only ten feet in size and fell to the ground.
"We can't fly here. All my powers are sealed. I'm afraid we'll have to swim across the moat." The Great Sage of Fire was not angry when he spoke. Instead, he had a smile on his face.
The other five saints arrived one after another, and like the Great Sage of Fire, they all became smaller and fell to the ground.
The six saints walked quickly to the edge of the moat and tried it out, only to find that they were unable to release all their strength and could not even perform the most basic flight.
Between them and the city gate, there was no bridge, only a moat ten miles wide.
In the moat, the glowing red divine golden water was boiling and tumbling, even forming waves. Not only was its temperature extremely high, it also possessed various powerful forces.
"The divine gold syrup water is one of the weapons of the Gold Clan." Yanhui said.
"This Saint will go first!"
The Great Holy Fire De laughed and walked straight into the moat.
The moment Huode's left front paw stepped in, a scream flew out of his mouth, and his front paws retreated as if he had been electrocuted. Then he was seen with three paws on the ground and one paw hanging in the air, jumping around on the ground, screaming in pain.
Its left front paw was wrapped in metallic precipitation, and no matter how hard it tried to shake it off, it seemed that the water would not stop until it was burned to ashes.
The other saints were horrified. Huo De was a member of the Fire Clan, and his body was at the Great Saint level. How could he be burned by the Divine Gold Syrup? What's more, the Fire Clan had no sense of pain!
Huo De yelled and cursed: "The divine gold slurry in this river is not ordinary metal slurry. The divine gold in it is very complex. Just as Yan Hui said, it is like a weapon. It is not only burning my body, but also burning my holy thoughts! No, I can't get rid of this divine gold slurry. I have to endure the pain and cross the river!"
After saying that, Huode actually rushed into the moat. In the boiling water of divine gold, only his head was exposed. His limbs were waving around, and he was swimming with all his strength while shouting.
Huode's screams echoed throughout the ancient land.
Halfway through the swim, Huode was no longer shouting, but cursing loudly. Except for the Saint Ancestor of the Gold Clan, he cursed everyone he knew and didn't know, including the Five Saints behind him and his own ancestors.
Through the curse of the Great Sage Huode, Fang Yun and the other four saints remembered all the people Huode knew, and almost figured out the relationship between those people and Huode.
When approaching the other side, Huode no longer had the strength to curse, but his whole body was shaking violently, as if countless insects were gnawing at his body.
Finally, he successfully jumped to the other side, and the divine golden slurry naturally fell off his body.
Afterwards, everyone was surprised to see that Huode groaned in pain, and his body slowly deformed and turned into a fireball.
All the saints were shocked, as this was a phenomenon that would only occur when the Fire Clan was seriously injured.
After a few breaths, the sound of Fire De's holy thoughts came weakly.
"Not only was my holy body injured, but my holy thoughts were also injured! Fortunately, my holy thoughts were condensed into the Great Sage's form in my body, otherwise I would not have been able to survive the moat. Except for the Great Sage of the Sun, you should think carefully... It hurts me to death!"
The saints are silent.