In the mysterious, miniature world, deep within the impenetrable wilds, a haunting scene unfolded:


    "Whoosh, whoosh!" A frantic assembly of hundreds fled through the shadowy forest, pursued by a relentless force of tens of thousands, armed with weapons of gunpowder and arrows. At the forefront stood Li Xiao, the Prince of the Tang Dynasty.


    "Your Royal Highness, the foreboding forbidden land of the gods lies ahead, an abyss we dare not traverse," a guard declared, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and sudden realization.


    The other guards shared the same grave expressions, fully aware that the forbidden land of the gods was a place few dared to enter, and those who did rarely returned. Legends spoke of gods who perished upon entry, leaving only their cursed remains behind. The stories of this ominous place had echoed for generations.


    "We must press on," Li Xiao spoke through clenched teeth, determination etched on his face. "Chen Guo’s vanguard troops are closing in. Without refuge in the forbidden land of the gods, our path ends here. They chase us not out of honor, but for a world-altering artifact. I swear they will never claim it."


    A veil of resentment clouded his expression.


    In truth, Tang Guo and Chen Guo had been bitter enemies for years. Chen Guo had ravaged the Tang capital, capturing Li Xiao’s father, Emperor Chen, and leaving destruction in its wake. Li Xiao had narrowly escaped, now leading only a few hundred loyal guards against the overwhelming might of their foes.


    As the discussion continued, a heavy air of uncertainty settled over them, the weight of their situation pressing down.


    "The forbidden land of the gods is exceedingly perilous," the general hesitated, his voice tinged with unease.


    Li Xiao’s gaze hardened. "Fear not. The forbidden land of the gods remains shrouded in ancient legend. Perhaps it is not as dreadful as they say. We may be on the outskirts, where the danger is less potent. We have no choice but to venture forward."You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.


    His voice, steady and unwavering, carried the weight of his decision. The path ahead was unclear, yet he knew their current situation offered no better option.


    "If this is His Royal Highness''s command, we shall follow you to the very edge," the guards declared, their voices filled with resolve. Despite the peril, their loyalty to Li Xiao was unshakeable, and their courage, even in the face of certain death, remained strong.


    Suddenly, a guard screamed in terror, his face twisted in fear, and he pointed toward the horizon. His voice quivered with panic as he cried out, "What is that?"


    "What’s wrong? Is it the enemy? How far away?" the general demanded, his heart racing as he followed the guard''s trembling finger.


    And then, they all saw it.


    Boom! Boom! Boom! A deep, rumbling vibration echoed through the forest, as if an earthquake had shaken the earth to its core. The ground trembled beneath their feet, the trees shuddering with the force of each impact.


    Suddenly, an enormous silhouette emerged from the mist, dwarfing the trees and mountains around it. It was no mere creature; it was something far greater, towering over ten thousand meters high, its form obscured by the thick mist above.


    "By the gods... What is this? How can something be so vast?" one guard whispered, his voice filled with awe and terror.


    "No, this is no mere beast," another guard murmured in a voice full of trembling reverence. "This is a god, an ancient god."


    "It is the forbidden land of the gods," a third voice trembled, realizing the truth. "An ancient god has awakened."


    The collective gasp of horror rang out across the group. Even the fiercest of warriors, who had faced death on countless battlefields, could not help but feel the weight of fear pressing down upon them.


    Before them, the towering figure loomed, its immense form impossible to fully comprehend. They stood before an ancient power that could easily crush them like ants underfoot.


    At that moment, their courage faltered. Many fell to their knees, instinctively offering prayers and acknowledging the presence of this overwhelming force. It was an existential terror unlike anything they had ever known.


    Li Xiao, too, stood motionless, his legs weak with fear, his mind racing. He dared not move a muscle, lest he provoke the wrath of this ancient being.


    Da da da!


    From the distance, the sound of marching armies reached their ears. A formidable force of 100,000 troops led by the fearsome Chen Guo general, mounted on wild wolves and armed with the most potent weaponry, rushed forward. The elite forces of Chen Guo, relentless and brutal, pursued Li Xiao with unwavering resolve.