The end of this darkness is illuminated every detail.
The door is carved with all kinds of strange patterns.
Huge human race.
Crazy hunting.
Complex sacrifice.[
The patterns and all kinds of strange things reveal an alternative culture.
Each piece seems to be telling a legend.
It also seems to reflect a growing experience.
That kind of jumping thinking made Mu Huang and other well-informed people dumbfounded and confused.
"What is this sacrifice for?"
After a while, Feng Yunao lowered his voice and said something.
"I don't know." Mu Huang replied.
You can't tell, you can only tell that it is a sacrifice.
But what the sacrifice is, it's empty, you can see it.
"It's the wind." Just as Mu Huang's voice fell, the golden lion suddenly said in a deep voice.
"Wind?" Qianyeli turned to look at the golden lion.
The golden lion frowned and looked at the picture.
His usually lazy face showed a kind of omniscience and prudence that had accumulated over time.
"Golden Lion?" Qian Yeli slowly put on a serious expression.
The golden lion looked at the sacrifice.
After a while, he said slowly: "I didn't know that the Dance of Holy Light was here yet. Now, when I say go back, will any of you listen?"
After the Golden Lion finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the tunnel.
The golden lion shouted back, outside...
"Listen." In the silence, Emperor Mu suddenly spoke.[
Then he reached out and grabbed Qian Yeli and Feng Yunao.
Qian Yeli and Feng Yunao, who were walking in front of him, looked at each other with a glimmer of light in their eyes.
Mu Huang's hand has not yet grabbed them.
They have already put their hands on the huge door.
"Now that you're here, why leave?"
As the two spoke in unison, the huge door slowly opened with their full push.
Emperor Mu wants to turn back because of them.
Then they...
Light and shadow flow, and the world outside the door slowly opens.
And just as Emperor Mu and the others pushed open the heavy door.
The flying horse beast, which fluttered its wings for thousands of miles, brought the wind, clouds and angels across the void and arrived at this misty plain.
The two snow-colored horses flew down and stopped steadily.
The vast grassland stretches as far as the eye can see.
"Scar, what's the matter..." Feng Yun opened the curtain and stopped talking while still holding the question on his lips.
He slowly raised his eyes, and immediately took in all the abnormalities around him.