Zhang Liang and Dian Wei stopped at the foot of the Lutai steps.
Only the Human Emperor can ascend to Lu Tai. They cannot withstand the pressure of Lu Tai's terrifying human destiny and the human cause and effect, and they will die on the spot.
Standing in front of the stairs, Lin Han thought of the scene at Kunlun Ruins.
When he took a step forward, the sound of chimes came from the void, as if it came from an ancient song, which was extremely stunning.
Boom!
Another sound.
With each step, a tune is sung. The sound of the chimes awakens Lu Tai, and a song is heard, which sounds like the chanting from the ancient human race.
Every time you step onto a step, mysterious ancient characters light up on both sides, and strange beasts emerge: Kunpeng, Taotie, Qiongqi, Taowu, Qilin, and Luanniao. Ferocity and peace intertwine, yet there is a strange harmony.
Three thousand steps are the number of the Great Way.
The mysterious ancient text floating on the steps illuminates the entire path all the way to the top.
In the middle of the altar at the top of Lutai, a square stone pillar half a person's height floats up. The stone pillar is wrapped in mysterious ancient characters and is surrounded by golden light.
In Lin Han's hand, there was a Kongtong Seal, and nine dragons rose and rolled, echoing with the mist in the altar.
Seeing a square groove on the stone pillar, Lin Han slowly placed the Kongtong Seal in his hand on it.
Boom!
Above the Lutai, a golden light shot up into the sky, breaking through the mysterious dome and illuminating the entire secret realm.
This light can be seen throughout the Yin Ruins.
Inside Yindu, the people looked up with a strange light in their eyes, as if they saw a bright light in the darkness.
"Lutai is open! There is hope for the human race."
Wild laughter was heard from the Yindu Palace, and finally it died down to silence.
In the Yindu Palace, all the officials, illuminated by the light, let go of their last obsessions and turned into ashes.
A thousand years of obsession, no regrets.
Beneath the Deer Terrace, the old man fishing looked up, calmly observing the golden light rising into the sky, then lowered his head and murmured, "Master, you may not be the winners of this game."
As soon as he finished speaking, ripples appeared on the calm surface of the pool again.
…
Lin Han could feel that Lu Tai was reviving.
The moss accumulated over thousands of years dissipated, revealing its original appearance, which was ancient and vicissitudes of life, surrounded by ancient symbols and totems. Under the infusion of the Kongtong Seal's continuous luck of the human race, the surrounding area was filled with auspiciousness, adding a mysterious color.
The chanting sound from ancient times was right next to his ears. Lin Han closed his eyes and bathed in the golden light and purple air.
Suddenly, Lin Han's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
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