"Mountain God?"
Hearing the Earth Elder's words, the look of astonishment in Zhao Xuanqi's eyes deepened.
'A Mountain God? What is that supposed to mean?'
'One of the deities from the legends?'
"It's hard to explain right now. Come with me."
The Earth Elder spoke and continued to lead the way.
The temperature within this miasma-shrouded Blessed Land was pleasant. It seemed the miasma and the magnetic field had naturally created a sort of greenhouse effect. The sun shone down from the sky, and an occasional cool breeze would drift by, feeling wonderfully refreshing.
Zhao Xuanqi noticed that the vegetation here was generally far larger than in the outside world. Some plant species were even varieties that had all but vanished from existence outside.
MOOO!!
A long bellow echoed from a stretch of grassland, where Zhao Xuanqi saw a herd of animals grazing on the verdant grass.
