Of course, if you fail, the consequences will be dire!
At that point, even if you survive, you will wish you were dead, unable to compare even to ordinary True Gods.
Everything comes at a price; without effort, how can there be rewards?
The mountain path is rugged, winding deep into the peaks.
Ancient trees tower, monkeys cry, tigers roar, and many strange beings roam, a single roar enough to scatter the clouds.
Shi Hao was taken aback; this place was too dangerous, with some powerful beings even making Celestial Gods wary.
The elderly Celestial God from the Soul Clan followed him, safeguarding his journey, as he was truly worried, traveling with him to this legendary ancient place said to contain Saint's Wood.
"Hoo!"
A gigantic bird spread its wings, like a black cloud, shading the sky, making everything invisible due to its sheer enormity, its scarlet eyes like two blood moons.
