Chapter 788


    China had a long history of thousands of years.


    Looking through ancient books, there were too many ces with mythical elements.


    Kun mountain in China had the title of the ancestor of all mountains. In the past thousands of years,


    there were too many incredible stories regarding this mountain.


    There was a rumor that the Goddess of the West, a fairy, lived in Kun mountain. She had a human


    head and a body of a leopard and was served by two immortal green birds. Goddess of the West,


    together with the Duke of the East, were responsible for cultivating immortality.


    In Kun Mountain, there was such a ce known as the forbidden area of the world and was publicly


    acknowledged as one of the top ten secret realms of the world. This ce was known as Kun''s


    Gates of Hell.


    The sky was boundless, and the wind blew gently across the grass. In the eyes of the shepherds,


    this ce was heaven.


    However, the shepherds living in Kun Mountain would rather let the cattle and sheep starve to death


    in Gobi Desert because they did not dare enter this sacred ce.


    "The Gates of Hell." Henry looked at the valley in front of him. Under the guidance of the man in a


    linen robe, who was also called Sackcloth Visitor, he came to Kun mountain and stood in front of the


    legendary Gates of Hell.


    It was now the middle of November. The mountain was covered with umted snow.


    In front of the valley, Henry saw countless remains.


    "What''s inside the Gates of Hell?" Henry looked towards the inner part of the valley. When he


    looked into the valley, he felt a hint of fear.


    Sackcloth Visitor shook his head and said, "Kun Mountain has been the source of the mythical


    power for over 5000 years. There are too many legends since ancient times that were spread out


    regarding this ce. I have never been to the Gates of Hell. 30 years ago, there was plenty of fresh


    grass. A herdsman rode a horse into the valley. But the next day, a horse carried his body to the


    entrance of the valley. He didn''t have any wounds on his body, but he was dead. It was impossible


    to find the cause of his death because the medicine was not as developed as it is now."


    The man told Henry some stories about the Gates of Hell.


    "Later, there was an exploration team who wanted to find out the secrets of this valley. It is said that


    in the evening after entering the valley, the one team member suddenly roared and fainted. After


    three hours, he woke up. The first thing the team member said was that he was struck by lightning."


    "At that time, everyone thought that the team member was under too much pressure and had


    hallucinations. After all, the sky was cloudless that night. They all set up camps in the valley and


    rested for a night. In the end, when the team members went out of their tents on the morning of the


    next day, they found that the grass on the ground had turned ck. The whole valley looked like it


    was struck by lightning and the loess had turned ck. Just like the ashes, the animals and nts


    hadpletely disappeared. There were bones of different animals everywhere. It was really


    terrifying. However, no one heard the sound of the thunder that night, and finally, the guard was


    stunned to find out that more than a dozen experienced guards had fallen asleepst night. When


    they looked for the team member again, they realized he was burned and killed by the lightning."


    Man''s voice was hoarse. When he spoke of these stories, he gave off a gloomy and strange feeling.


    If Henry had heard these stories half a year ago, he would have considered them as a joke. But


    now, he was full of awe for this world.


    "Alright, let''s forget about these things. Once you''re powerful enough and make a trip to the Gates


    of Hell, you''ll see with your own eyes." The man patted Henry on the shoulder and changed the


    direction.


    "Your master has been living on this mountain all this time?" Henry looked at the snow on the


    mountain and asked curiously.


    "My master used to live in the city, but in recent years, he has only been able to prolong his life in


    this mountain," Sackcloth Visitor replied.


    "Prolong his life?" Henry was curious.


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    "You''ll understand when you see him." Sackcloth Visitor didn''t tell Henry the details.


    The Kun mountain was filled with a mysterious colour. ording to the stories, the entire mountain


    was fraught with danger. However, there were still countless people flocking to the top of the


    mountain. All they wanted to do was take a look at the beautiful scenery of the mountain peak.


    The mountain was covered with white snow. One couldn''t see the whole surroundings at a nce. If


    one wanted to see the scenery elsewhere, he could only climb different peaks. Whenever one


    climbed over different peaks, he would feel as if the world in front of him had changedpletely.


    Maybe one second ago, one was still stepping on the loess. When he climbed over a mountain, his


    feet would unconsciously step into snow and then into strange winter grass.


    The scenery here was so beautiful that if this ce was open for the public, there would be long


    queues waiting to take pictures.


    Henry and Sackcloth Visitor were walking around Kun Mountain.


    A person who woulde here for the first time would get lost if not apanied by someone who


    was familiar with this area.


    The mountain was filled with a very strong maism that wouldpletely interfere with the


    compass. The direction couldn''t be distinguished through external equipment. When one climbed to


    the top of the mountain, not only could he see higher mountains, but also those mountains were


    blocked by the clouds around them.


    Henry followed the man and they walked for three hours.


    A cold wind blew, and Henry''s body felt a little cold.


    "There''s something wrong with the temperature here," Henry said.


    "There is nothing wrong with this ce." The man said. "We are here. This is the ce where my


    master lives. You can go in."


    Sackcloth Visitor stopped.


    Henry saw a cave right in front of him.


    The interior of the cave was pitch-ck, but for some reason, a sparkling light would sh inside


    from time to time.


    Henry took a step forward and felt a gust of cold wind sweeping from the cave, and he couldn''t help


    but shiver.


    "The temperature here is negative 30 degrees."


    Henry exhaled, and his breath could be seen clearly.


    When Henry took a step back, the temperature returned to normal.


    "I''ve told you, there''s nothing wrong here." The man said again, "Go ahead, His Excellency has


    been waiting for you."


    Henry nodded and walked into the cave.


    Henry had no good impression of this man, nor did he feel any antipathy. ording to Henry''s


    personal experience, Sackcloth Visitor would not harm him, so he had no hesitation.


    There were a few stctites hanging on the top of the cave.


    The entrance road was not t and was full of potholes and bumps. There were protruding rocks in


    some ces. The surface of the rocks was covered with ayer of frost, so when one looked from


    the outside, he would see a glimmer of crystal from time to time.


    Walking into the cave, Henry could feel that the temperature had dropped a lot, and the hairs on his


    body were standing up unconsciously.


    If an ordinary person came in, he or she would feel the hair in their nose freeze even if they had


    mask on their face.