Led by the demon guide, the group walked up the mountain along a sacred path.
Salami and the others were initially somewhat impatient, but the demon guide reminded them that since ancient times, everyone had to walk along this sacred path when visiting the priest's temple as a sign of respect, otherwise they would be considered to be blaspheming the demon god.
The "Lord of Slaughter" secretly transmitted his voice: "Let's go through the sacred path and talk about it once we get up there, so as not to cause any trouble here."
Salami glanced at the gathering of demon natives in the distance. Although she wasn't afraid, the sheer number of them on the other side would be a problem should a conflict break out.
Thinking of this, she ordered all her men to leave, secretly marveling at how much more peaceful her father had become; in the past, he would have already gone on a killing spree.
However, she did not doubt it, assuming that her father had been suppressed and sealed by the Great Snow Mountain for thousands of years, and that his fiery temper had been weakened.
Soon her attention was drawn to the sculptures on both sides of the sacred path. Every few meters there was a stone sculpture of a ferocious beast. The stone carvings were extremely skillful, with every detail meticulously rendered, as if each beast was crouching there, ready to devour someone.
Salami's eyes gleamed. These were powerful beasts in the demon world, and she never expected that they would exist in this world. It seemed that the two worlds were more closely connected than she had imagined.
Her subordinates were also amazed, discussing in private what kind of ferocious beasts these were. However, later on, they couldn't even recognize many of the stone sculptures.
Upon reaching the summit, everyone finally saw that the massive stone pillars were carved with all sorts of ferocious humanoid creatures. Even those who were used to seeing big scenes, like Salami, felt a chill run down their spines and even had a faint feeling of not daring to look those creatures in the eye.
“This is really strange…” Salami whispered to “Lord of Slaughter,” “Father, these humanoid creatures seem to resemble some legendary beings in our world.”
“Indeed, it seems those legends are not just legends.” The Lord of Slaughter noticed that some of these reliefs were very similar to the sculptures in the dungeon palaces of the demon world, but most of them were unlike anything he had ever seen before.
Unlike the ferocious stone sculptures of beasts along the sacred path, these humanoid creatures, in addition to their ferocity, also possessed a strange sense of holiness.
Logically speaking, such a ferocious being would be synonymous with villain or evil anywhere, but it is inexplicably associated with holiness, blending together to form a special aura.
The demon guides were already prostrate on the ground, bowing respectfully in greeting.
Apart from Soren Shi, none of the women, including Pei Mianman, believed in this so-called demon god. Although they felt a sense of oppression, they were not so much inclined to worship him.
“Father, something’s strange. Although the humanoid creatures on those huge pillars look fierce, there seems to be a sense of fear in their eyes. Although each one is different, they all seem to be bowing towards the inside in their respective postures.” Salami observed carefully and quickly found a common point in these reliefs.
“That should be the so-called Demon God inside,” the “Lord of Slaughter” replied casually, then walked straight into the temple in the center.
With him leading the way, Salami and the others followed him inside.
The demon guides were already kneeling outside the hall, praying fervently; they dared not follow them.
"Father, what exactly is this demon god? Could it be even more powerful than the master of the Doomsday Beast?"
As they traveled, Salami grew increasingly puzzled. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the demon world had conquered too many worlds, and the natives of those worlds often worshipped certain gods.
Without exception, those so-called gods were nothing more than beings much stronger than ordinary people, but in the face of the powerful demon world, those gods were basically no match for them.
Even at the height of the demon world, any demon could be found and become a god in other indigenous worlds.
I originally thought that the demons in this world were the same as before, but as I walked along, although I haven't seen any demons yet, I was already shocked by those statues.
This demon god is probably no ordinary being, given that he can create so many imposing beings.
The Lord of Slaughter replied in a deep voice, "He should be even more powerful."
You must know that this world once had a being like the Fengdu Emperor who ruled over the underworld, so this so-called demon god must also be extraordinary.
Remembering that Mi Li had mentioned before that this world was very special, a singularity world that was rare among all the heavens and myriad worlds, it seems that it indeed has many secrets.
In the short time it took to speak, they had already entered the temple. On both sides stood three rows of various statues. Unlike the fierce and menacing statues outside, many of them here had kind and benevolent faces, some were laughing and swearing, and some were even lying down and fast asleep...
It seems that every emotion in the world can be found in these statues, and it's clear that they are of a higher level than those on the stone pillars outside.
The crowd realized that these must be the demon god's followers, and any one of them could stand alone.
At this moment, Sorenshi suddenly knelt down and bowed, muttering incantations, clearly praying sincerely. Her expression was exceptionally solemn and devout.
Everyone looked up and saw a giant statue, tens of meters tall, sitting in the center not far away.
Salami was somewhat surprised. Unlike the dignified and solemn statues she had seen in other worlds, the colossal statue in front of her seemed to be somewhat... frivolous.
The colossus is seated, but the demon god is not sitting upright in the usual way. Instead, he leans naturally against the armrest, with his right leg bent and placed directly on the seat. His left hand supports his head, and his right hand is casually placed on his bent knee.
His entire demeanor resembled that of a carefree playboy.
However, the giant's appearance was not clearly visible; his entire body was covered by a huge robe, and his head was covered by a cloak that concealed his face.
The only things you can see are her pointed chin and that wicked smile.
"Father, why isn't the appearance of this demon god sculpted?" Salami was very puzzled. The demon world had conquered so many worlds and seen countless statues of gods, each with a specific appearance. These were appearances that had been uniformly recognized by numerous believers over countless years.
But the face of this statue in front of us is nowhere to be seen!
"Among the myriad realms, there are some exceptionally powerful beings whose true names and appearances cannot be known to the world. If anyone mentions or depicts them, they will inevitably attract the gaze of unspeakable beings. At best, their souls will be scattered; at worst, the world will be destroyed," the "Lord of Slaughter" slowly replied.
"Such a thing exists in the world." Salami swallowed hard, feeling a surge of admiration. No wonder he's her father; he knows so much.
Little did she know that the "Lord of Slaughter" was already in turmoil. This statue was very similar to the colossus she had seen in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons. Although their forms and temperaments were completely different, their appearances were both cleverly concealed, creating a strange sense of commonality.
I wonder what this demon god's origins are!
Seeing him staring at the colossal demon statue for a long time, Salami couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Father, it's time to find that thing. Where should we use the key from before?"
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