The path flanked by two mountains forms a valley.
When Xie Tian stepped into the Valley of the War God, he gained a deep understanding of the word "valley."
Because this is almost an endless road.
Examining the mountains on both sides of the valley, Xie Tian didn't find anything unusual, as if this was just an ordinary place.
But would the place where Xie Wudi was buried be ordinary?
No, it would not.
After walking for ten thousand miles, Xie Tian stopped.
"Little Tian Tian, why did you stop walking?"
The army parted, and Crazy Old Man, Father, and Zhao Fu stepped forward.
"No rush." Xie Tian sat on the ground and called the army over, clearly intending to speak.
However, Zhao Fu frowned and said, "Xie Tian, the two Tao Lord armies from Cloud and Thunder states are surely right behind us. If we delay..."
"Oh, this little brat isn't too stupid," Father said with a smile, "But compared to Xie Tian, he's far behind!"
