Assembly of Myriad Gods

Mount Olympus, the lofty and majestic mountain range.

Chu Feng, the black yak, and Yellow Ox had not left. They were staring at the mountainous path that led up the mountain with bloodshot eyes. They really wanted to climb higher, but the path ahead was sealed by a powerful mist.

This mountain range used to be termed the center of Europe. It was the focus of countless myths and legends, sacrifices and prostrated worship!

The trio walked around the gigantic mountain range and gained more information from the local beasts. They became greatly excited, so much that they felt like giving up on going to the Vatican.

To date, there had been no beast king capable of reaching the peak of Mount Olympus. Just how many divine flowers, pollen and fruits would there be at that place?!

It was so difficult to climb the mountain that there were few who had ever made it past the middle.