The passageways in the second floor and the first floor of the Ghost Mountain ran in opposing directions.

The Ghost Altar at the innermost side of the second floor was right above the entrance to the first floor.

Because Zen and his group walked in a straight line on the second floor, the actual moving distance was several times shorter than the moving distance on the first floor. Their speed naturally increased greatly.

It took them six hours to pass through the first floor and only one hour through the second floor.

They passed through an area full of prisons which led to a high black wall.

On the center of the black wall was a red arch covered with golden copper nails.

"Here we are. Inside the copper gate is the Ghost Altar," said Bacchus.

"We can see human beings in the Ghost Altar?" the Snake Goddess asked.

"It's possible. I've seen the human Great Ghost Priests two times recently," Bacchus replied.

A total of twelve Great Ghost Priests took charge of the Ghost Altar and the several human Great Ghost Priests were likely to be chosen as one of the twelve.

"Then we are rest assured," Fuxi nodded.

Bacchus thought for a moment. "But there are also exceptions. There have been several times that no human beings have appeared," he continued.

There were about sixty Great Ghost Priests in the Ghost Mountain, and four of them came from the human race. The probability of choosing human beings from the sixty Great Ghost Priests was one-fifteenth.

Zen interrupted, "The probability of being selected as a Great Ghost Priest is low, right?"

"Very. It's lucky if we succeed after hundreds of attempts. We have participated in the event so many times, but we still haven't figured out the rules. It seems that being chosen is completely determined by the preference of the twelve Great Ghost Priests and the hatred-level Treacherous Beings..." said Bacchus.

"Then that's no problem. Since it's difficult to merge with a hatred-level Treacherous Being, let's try a few more times before the human Great Ghost Priests get a chance to be chosen," Zen encouraged.

he said while he walked forward.

He stepped towards the red arch, stretched out his hands, and pushed the gate inward.

"Clatter..."

The gate opened noisily as pitch-black darkness revealed from the inside.

The group went in and saw that the ground was painted with leaf-shaped glowing lines. The lines were dim, making them only slightly visible.

forward to touch the glowing lines, a ray of bright light transmitted along all the lines drawn on the ground. It was like a seed of fire that lit up the path it

three parts which climbed up the surrounding pillars. It then connected to three huge radiant pearls,

a circular hall with twelve entrances above it. These were the positions of the twelve Great

currently closed

was a round white stone ball. The

the

of the Ghost Altar and attach the stone ball to the glazed sheet," said

me do it!" Fuxi volunteered as he took a

go of the

Realm and his bloodline could not be changed. If

seemed to be many disadvantages of fusing with the Treacherous Beings. It would even cause the

went closer to

Buzz!

to rotate, seeming like the gesture had

Buzz...

twelve entrances then glowed with blue light as it

float out from

the others looked up excitedly, trying to detect the

was enough

didn't find any human being. All of the Great Ghost Priests with strange-looking faces were from alien

glanced back at them without a word, as if they were looking down

beings." Zen shrugged.

beings as there was a slim chance of encountering them.

look at Fuxi again, wondering if he could

Whoosh! Whoosh...

holes. The

"Moo!"

white bull let out a

throughout the

Treacherous Being. What appears now is only its avatar, not its real body!" Bacchus's eyes were filled with excitement.

Treacherous

hearts raced with fear.

frightening aura was still weak. Otherwise, bearing its aura would be a

to clamor after the white bull's sound.

human beings

human being

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