Just invincible, the reincarnation wife asked me to give her inheritance

Chapter 336 The Ghosts and Gods of Mount Luofeng in the Wilderness Continent
"you……"

Jun Shitian was filled with anger, but had nowhere to vent it.

Even though he is the supreme god of the Golden Crow God Clan, he is an unparalleled existence below the fifteenth realm.

However, there's no way to casually engage in a life-or-death battle with another ancient god who is also at the fifteenth realm.

The consequences of this are difficult to predict.

The fact that Liu Shen is stationed in the ancient wilderness forbidden zone basically means that his idea of ​​leveling Calamity Mountain has failed.

After giving Liu Shen and the Immortal God a deep look, Jun Shitian snorted coldly, no longer wanting to entangle with them, and led his troops away.

Looking across the ancient wilderness forbidden zone, all the gods breathed a sigh of relief upon witnessing this scene, gazing up at the body of the Willow God with expressions of gratitude in their eyes.

The Golden Crow God Lord Shitian has brought his troops here, claiming he only intends to take Calamity Mountain. However, the scale of this operation is so vast that it is highly possible that he could also turn the entire Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Zone into a godless land.

"Has the Willow Goddess awakened this morning and already comprehended the Primordial Dao?"

The God of Immortality came before the God of Willow, and bowed respectfully.

The two of them were old friends in the ancient forbidden zone, and they knew each other very well. They had even fought side by side against the remnants of the gods and demons in the ancient past.

Back then, in order to pursue the ethereal Primordial Divine Realm of the Wilderness Continent, the Willow God fell into a long slumber.

Today, the aura emanating from the Willow Goddess is noticeably different from what it was back then.

However, the Immortal God could not tell whether this had touched the threshold of the Primordial God.

"I gained nothing."

Willow God gently shook her head, revealing nothing to the God of Immortality.

Unfortunately, despite her years of enlightenment, she has never been able to grasp the direction of the Primordial God's Path, which has even led her to some kind of delusion.

In fact, there are no sixteen realms of primordial gods on the desolate continent.

Consider Jun Shitian of the Golden Crow Clan, whose strength is even slightly greater than hers, yet he has yet to reach the Primordial God Realm, making her feel that her own path is far from over.

"Perhaps it was just bad luck."

Upon hearing this, the ageless god expressed his regret.

Let alone the sixteenth realm, even the current fifteenth realm is an insurmountable chasm for him, impossible to cross.

"Do you know the whereabouts of that calamity mountain god?"

At this moment, Liu Shen suddenly asked, "Ten thousand years ago, when Ning Qingxuan and Jun Yibai fought, she had already sensed that a young mountain god with exceptional talent had appeared in the Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Zone."

I just woke up this morning and heard that Ning Qingxuan had attacked the Golden Crow Divine Realm, killed two Sun Sons, and was protected by an ancient god of the fifteenth realm.

This piqued her interest, and she became very curious about Ning Qingxuan's background.

"He didn't leave anything to contact him."

The Immortal God shook his head. The Wilderness Continent was too vast, and the Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Zone, with its billions of miles of territory, was pitifully small in comparison.

Even the nine suns in the universe cannot actually illuminate the desolate continent. Every inch of the mountains and rivers, every living being, still have directions that the golden light cannot reach.

The God of Calamity has vanished without a trace, making it quite difficult to find his whereabouts.

Otherwise, Jun Shitian would not have led his troops to the Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Zone, intending to destroy Calamity Mountain to vent his anger.

After hearing this, Liu Shen fell silent and did not say anything more.

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In the distance, on Ghost Mountain, a place where the sun cannot shine.

The heavens and the earth were shrouded in a dim darkness, with miasma and gloom covering every corner, and black mountain ranges stretching everywhere. Each of those mountains could be called a mountain of ghosts and gods.

This is the desolate continent, an extremely mysterious realm, where ancient secrets are hidden and unknown to others. Millions of years ago, there were ghosts and gods who were sworn enemies of the gods and demons, but ultimately disappeared without a trace.

In ancient records, gods and demons were evenly matched, both belonging to the top divine races of the desolate continent, and they had been entangled with each other for an unknown period of time.

Later, because the legendary Sixteen Realms Primordial Gods and Demons returned to the God and Demon race, the Ghost and God lineage was wiped out.

This ancient record has never been truly verified by any god, and even within the realm of gods and demons, there is no conclusive evidence.

Too much time has passed, and it is impossible to verify, so it has become a myth or legend.

But the frequent return of gods and demons, and the complete disappearance of the ghost and god lineage, is the most accurate reflection of the desolate continent.

Ning Qingxuan had also seen information about the two divine races recorded on the Tongtian Stone Tablet on the Immortal Peak, and knew that this place was a taboo on the Desolate Continent, a place forbidden to any god by the lineage of gods and demons.

When Ning Qingxuan heard the River God of Luochuan warn him to be careful of the ghosts and spirits left behind, he was actually somewhat confused.

Aren't all the ghosts and gods already dead?

At this very moment, in a dimly lit cave.

A campfire was burning, but it was not enough to illuminate the entire cave. It could only barely maintain light around two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) in the surrounding area, as if all light would be swallowed up in this vast and endless Ghost Mountain.

Yi Yourou sat cross-legged, her mind sealed, and she had been healing for several months.

Ning Qingxuan stood alone outside the cave, gazing at the vast Ghost God Mountain domain, where there was absolutely no sign of life.

"What is the origin of the so-called ghosts and gods?"

He gazed into the distance for a long time, lost in deep thought.

The paths of divine cultivation in the desolate continent are all traceable.

The Golden Crow God Clan was born from the sun.

Mountain gods are born from the hills.

The god of all rivers was born from the streams.

The starting point determines the level of the divine vein.

So where do these ghosts and spirits, including gods and demons, come from?

Ning Qingxuan could sense that his Calamity Mountain Origin Power shared a similar aura with this place, making it a place of great misfortune.

He could simply take a breath and circulate the Mountain God's Dao cultivation method to devour a large amount of dark spring water, thereby strengthening his own malevolent power, which belonged to calamity.

This place is terrifying, deadly, and uninhabitable for other deities.

But for Ning Qingxuan, this was a treasure trove.

Not only did I not feel any discomfort, but I actually felt quite comfortable.

After pondering for a while, Ning Qingxuan cast several restrictive divine spells outside the cave to ensure that the Luochuan River God could recuperate in peace. After that, he finally took a step out and set off for other Ghost God Mountains.

As he devoured the source of darkness along the way, he amplified the aura of calamity, making the fluctuations emanating from Ning Qingxuan's body increasingly sinister and eerie.

Faced with those forbidden miasma, terrifying powers that could devour all life, Ning Qingxuan walked on flat ground as if on solid ground, without any hindrance or restriction.

He walked in the darkness and soon arrived at a majestic black mountain that seemed to be higher than the sky.

Judging from the shape of the surrounding mountains, this mountain seems to be the master of all mountains, with them all bowing their heads and facing and surrounding it.

Ning Qingxuan stopped and looked at the top of Black Mountain, where there were huge rocks eroded by time.

There are ancient inscriptions on it, which are still visible despite being blurred. They read: Luofeng Mountain.

(End of this chapter)