At the other end of this enormous village stood a range of mountains, hidden in the white mist, partly visible. These mountains were incredibly tall, at least four or five thousand meters. Each mountain was full of holes, as if corroded by insects, with green vegetation growing inside them, much of which was flourishing.
Many mountains appeared to have been cut off, with huge iron chains passing through the holes in the mountainsides and hanging mid-air. These chains were enormous, identical to the ones that had appeared initially in the sky, with each link being over ten meters, covered in moss, and even supporting the growth of some trees.
Upon seeing these mountains locked by iron chains, Li Qianluo also became very excited.
"It should be right over there!" she exclaimed.
"Is the Land of Inheritance of the gods there?" Xiang Beifei queried.
