Now in the village, there are only two people who can practice, one is the old priest, and the other is the priest's successor.
"Where is the Tomb of the God of War?" Lin Han asked.
"There."
The old man pointed to the highest mountain that could be seen from the village.
Changyang Mountain!
"Can we go over and take a look?" Lin Han asked.
"Yes." The old man nodded and said, "You are the descendant of the Lord of War. You have the chief totem, and we must obey you. Our ancestors have passed down that one day, the chief's descendants will come and search for the tomb of the God of War."
Lin Han nodded.
"Wait a minute, she and I will go over there, and when we come out, we will take you out of the secret realm."
Lin Han didn't stay for long, he flew up into the air and flew to Changyang Mountain. Seeing this, everyone in the village was shocked and knelt down in worship.
The young man who brought Lin Han back looked at Lin Han and Yinglong flying away with sparkling eyes full of admiration.
…
Changyang Mountain, where Xingtian's head is buried, is a place of good fortune.
There are caves, fairy cliffs, and scenes of dragons playing with pearls on the mountain. There is a strange pool below, and rootless water flows out of the cave. The water in the secret realm forms a cycle.
Unfortunately, after being isolated from the outside world for thousands of years, the spiritual energy of the secret realm has long been exhausted. There is no fairyland here, only a gray and desolate atmosphere.
Before Lin Han arrived at the Fairy Cliff of Changyang Mountain, he looked down at the abyss below.
A constant stream of demonic energy, fighting spirit, and resentment emerged from under the cliff, constantly eroding the surrounding rocks and making people afraid to approach.
"war!"
"Give me back my body!"
"Huangdi!"
"I didn't lose!"
A long voice came from the abyss, mixed with unwillingness and anger, filling the mountains.
"The fighting spirit has not dissipated for thousands of years. Xingtian's fighting spirit is unprecedentedly terrifying. His spirit may still be in his head, and perhaps he can be resurrected." Yinglong said.
"Go down and take a look first."
Lin Han took a step forward and fell off the cliff.
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