Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Chapter 1234: Secrets of the Holy Mountain

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Looking at Meng Chao’s sharp, blade-like gaze, the dignified Platinum Embrace actually avoided his gaze.

However, this detailed analysis raised Platinum Embrace’s evaluation of Meng Chao to another level.

He believed that he and the female warrior next to him, who had strong Leopard Clan characteristics, were definitely no ordinary rat people.

One should know that even among the children of the Lion and Tiger Clans who had received traditional military education since childhood, there were countless people who could split mountains and split rocks. Although they were able to fight tigers and leopards with their bare hands, they were able to dig out the cocoon and be organized, however, there were very few people who could come to the correct conclusion from limited information.

As for the majority of the mouse people’s servants and slave workers, they did not even know the simplest Tulan language. How could they have such knowledge?

It seemed that the two people in front of him had a rather noble identity before they joined the Great Horn Legion.

No wonder they were qualified to accompany the ancient Dream Saintess.

Thinking of this, the platinum embrace was even less prepared to hide anything. He nodded generously with a face full of pain and regret, gritting his teeth, he said, “That’s right. The great chief was indeed not in crimson gold city at that time. Not only the great chief, but also his personal guards, dozens of renowned warriors, and the new talents that were worth nurturing, were all not in Crimson Gold City.

“Otherwise, even if the tiger clan led by violent blade was brave and good at fighting, the Lion clan, which was deeply rooted in crimson gold city, wouldn’t have been beaten so miserably by them!”

“I see.”

Meng Chao said, “Not only did the horn of destruction leave Crimson Gold City by itself, but it also took away the core strength of the Furious Lions clan. No wonder violent blade chose this time to attack, because this was the weakest time for the furious Lions clan to stay in Crimson Gold City.

“Then, where did the Horn of destruction go that it exposed such a fatal flaw to the blade of Fury?”

The Platinum embrace was silent for a moment before it squeezed out a solemn and sacred syllable through its teeth. “The great chief has gone to… The Holy Mountain!”

Meng Chao and icestorm looked at each other and saw the astonishment in each other’s eyes, as well as the more complicated things hidden behind the astonishment.

For Meng Chao, who had spent several months in Tulan ZE, grasped a large amount of information, and had integrated it with the memory fragments from his previous life, the importance of the ‘Sacred Mountain’in the Tulan civilization and the value it held.., it was no longer something completely unfamiliar.

If the Tulan River was the mother river of the Tulan civilization…

The sacred mountain, which had risen abruptly from the depths of the earth between Crimson Gold City and the Tulan River, was the father of all the Tulan people and the origin of the Tulan civilization.

According to the old legend, the Tulan people were not natives of this world. Instead, they came from beyond the starry sky on a burning fireball.

When the fireball crashed to the ground with a thunderous momentum, not only did it crack the earth, but the largest crack gradually formed the Tulan River.

The shockwave also lifted a large amount of rocks and soil from the ground. After thousands of years of precipitation, baptism, and carving, it was the sacred mountain of today.

The remains of the huge fireball that carried the Tulan ancestors were also scattered in the depths of the sacred mountain after the temperature gradually dropped.

In the tens of millions of years that followed, the Tulan ancestors endured hardships and prospered. Gradually, the radiance of civilization expanded from a corner of the sacred mountain to the entire Tulan Swamp.

It was also often during the glorious era that the flame of civilization condensed from fresh blood was burned to the land of Holy Light in the north.

However, no matter how prosperous or declining the Tulan civilization was, the sacred mountain was still the recognized place of origin for all the Tulan people. It was also the place where the Warriors wanted to die the most.

Even if they were thousands of miles away, stained with blood and sand, or even died without a burial place, the Tulan Warriors firmly believed that their brave and fearless souls would fly back to the top of the sacred mountain and meet the original ancestral spirits.

Apart from the glory after death, the sacred mountain was even more important to the living Tulan people.

The hundreds of temples all over Tulan contained advanced weapons and advanced technology from the ancient Tulan civilization.

In the words of the modern Tulan people, it was the “Blessing of the ancestral spirits.”.

Although the modern Tulan people did not understand, or rather, did not want to admit that their civilization was slowly deteriorating.

However, the older the temple was, the stronger the ‘blessing of the ancestral spirits’hidden in it. This was a fact that could not be refuted.

Looking at the entire Tulan Ze, the oldest temple was undoubtedly hidden in the depths of the sacred mountain.

All the ancient war epics recorded that the original ancestral spirits rode on a burning fireball and crossed the Sea of stars to come to Tulan Ze.

Whoever could find the remains of the fireball could possibly know what happened before the ancestors of Turan came to Turan ze.

They could even grasp the power to fly freely at the top of the stars.

Such power was, of course, a hundred times more powerful and refreshing than staying on the ground and looking up at the distant sun, Moon, and stars, but could only chop off a few rocks or the heads of totem beasts.

In other words, if one grasped the power to fly freely at the peak of the stars, then wanting to return to the ground and chop off rocks, totem beasts, and the heads of enemies was simply easier than blowing away a few specks of dust in the palm of one’s hand.

Thus, for thousands of years, the warriors who wanted to go deep into the sacred mountain and search for the most ancient temple of the Tulan civilization, as well as the remains of the big fireball, were simply as many as the densely packed swimming fry in the Tulan River when the spring was in full bloom.

Unfortunately, the sacred mountain was like a treasure heavily protected by the most sophisticated and dangerous killing machine. It would not be so easy to go deep into it without paying the price of death.

At first glance, the sacred mountain was just a sudden rise, but it was not a lonely peak that reached into the clouds.

The mountain was not steep, and the area it occupied was not too wide.

In terms of imposing manner, it was not as breathtaking as the “Tusk mountain range”to the south of Tu Lanze, which was also known as the “Monster Mountain Range”by the people of Dragon City.

However, anyone who dared to step into the sacred mountain and break through the boundary would immediately feel that they were surrounded by an extremely dense fog. They would enter a state where they could not see their hands, ankles, or even their knees.

Under such a state, even if they were to crawl forward on all fours, they would very likely roll off the cliff, fall, break their bones, or even be smashed into pieces.

The Explorer had to muster up his courage and stimulate his wisdom to continue moving forward in the dense fog.

It was not until they broke through the dense fog that the real sacred mountain appeared before their eyes. It was a strange world that towered into the clouds, with thousands of ravines, caves, and ferocious beasts patrolling. The mountain paths crisscrossed like a maze.

In the real sacred mountain, not only was the surrounding environment extremely strange, it was like a giant teleportation array that transported people from Turan ze to a strange and treacherous world.

Moreover, the spiritual magnetic environment here was also extremely complicated.

Whether it was the totem power in the body of the Turan warrior or the totem armor on his body, they would all be restless and even boil.

The seven emotions and six desires of the explorer would also be affected. Unknowingly, they would surge to an uncontrollable degree.

At this point, there were naturally very few explorers who could escape unscathed.

The vast majority of people were either transformed into piles of broken bones within the sacred mountain.

Or they would become muddle-headed madmen, laughing fools, or the origin warriors who had completely fused their flesh and liquid metal together, becoming deformed monsters.

However, even though it was so dangerous, it was still unable to stop the footsteps of the Tulan Warriors.

That was because the benefits of exploring the sacred mountain were greater than the risks.

Not to mention finding the depths of the sacred mountain, the original temple of the Tulan civilization, and the remains of the giant fireball after it had cooled down.

Even if they only wandered in the depths of the sacred mountain for three to five days, or seventy to eighty days, they would still be able to survive. There would be no loss of control, nor would there be any foolish people. They would often receive the blessings of the ancestral spirits, they were three to five times more powerful than before.

They could also pick up weapons and armor that were three to five thousand years old and seven to eight thousand years old from the sacred mountain. They would receive the combat experience of the ancient warriors and even receive direct guidance.

The description of the sacred mountain by the Tulan people reminded Meng Chao of the hidden fog domain in the monster mountain range.

The various anomalies in the hidden fog domain were the remains of the ‘mother’, the gathering of the underground crystal veins, the uneven distribution of the spiritual energy, the intense convection caused by the low and high density of the spiritual energy, and the combined effect of the spatial folds.

It seemed that the situation in the sacred mountain was similar.

Back then, even with the modern high-tech equipment, the information network that could transmit images and audio data in real time, and the support of the torrent of steel, the people of Dragon City had to pay a heavy price.

The Battle of the people of Dragon City to explore and conquer the hidden fog domain had been very difficult, and they had paid an extremely tragic price.

However, when they thought of the cultivation resources and the Archean relics that the people of Dragon City had excavated from the hidden fog domain, it was worth it even if they had to pay ten times the tragic price.

Because those resources and technologies were very likely to push a civilization to achieve a leap that spanned ten thousand years.

Meng Chao could also understand why so many warriors of Tulan were willing to persevere and go deep into the Sacred Mountain to die.

He just didn’t understand. “Why did the ‘horn of destruction’choose such a sensitive time point to go deep into the sacred mountain to explore and train?

“He’s clearly already a member of the Gold clan. No, he’s practically one of the fiercest powerhouses in the entire Tu Lan Ze. Perhaps he’s not even one of them. Is there a need to use such a risky method to continue improving his strength?

“Moreover, according to what you said, he even took away a large number of lion race elites. This makes even more sense.

“Exploring the sacred mountain is a matter of life and death. Even if the horn of destruction has the confidence to retreat from the depths of the sacred mountain in one piece, it’s impossible for all of these lion race elites that were nurtured after spending the entire prosperous era to not die, right?

“In short, I feel that exploring the Holy Mountain is something that only those fellows who have no other choice but to put their heads on their belts and take the final gamble will do. With the identity of the chief of the Gold clan, the Horn of destruction, and the tremendous strength of the Lion clan, there’s absolutely no need to take such a risk at this critical moment, right?”