The mountains are tens of thousands of meters high, and the colorful clouds are stacked.

Infinite divine light poured down from the top of the mountain, and all the creatures that came from all directions looked up at the direction of the top of the mountain and fell into distress.

The mountain in front of me is really too high, too dangerous and too steep.

Even if you are talented, it seems that it is not easy to climb up.

A flying alien creature cheered and flew towards the clouds first.

It's just that no matter how it flies, the mountain is always so high, there is no top or end in sight.

Gradually, his ability was exhausted, he fell again, and then, together with other creatures, looked at this high mountain in worry.

"It's impossible to climb up here. This is a lie." A creature that looked like a giant mutant ant made a voice.

Then he turned his head and walked away, digging up the ground, and then escaping into the ground.

After that, many creatures left one after another.

Soul Master Monet was the first creature to start climbing the mountain.

He clings to the rock wall with his limbs, and then climbs up little by little.

Sincere, humble and prepared to fail.

Then more creatures followed behind him and slowly climbed up together.

One day, two days, three days... ten days.

Time passed a little bit, but the mountain was still so high, the clouds were still so gorgeous, and it seemed that there would never be a real end.

Some creatures couldn't stand it any longer and returned.

At this point, less than half of the creatures who rushed to this place and wanted to listen to the preaching.

A month later, it was half again.

Although the Soul Master Monet was the first to climb the mountain, he was not the first to climb. The God of Power, relying on the capital of his body, could climb faster than him.

But it doesn't make sense.

This mountain, although straight up, is an irregular and disorderly cycle under the influence of Feng Lin's Taoism.

If the whole mountain is viewed in four dimensions, it should be a ring.

It's just because Feng Linye's methods are so powerful that he won't let the creatures climbing this mountain feel a sense of repetition.

Finally, the first exhausted person appeared. He struggled with energy and mind, and fell down the mountain unnoticed.

Seeing that, he fell into the abyss and disappeared.

Then, there were several creatures one after another who had the same experience.

More creatures withdrew.

What remained was less than one-fifth of the original.

Three months later, a gust of wind suddenly blew away the clouds above the heads of many creatures.

Bright golden light fell from the top of the mountain.

It's like a golden bridge.

The bridge attracts them and takes them to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the creatures who persisted to the end saw some familiar faces.

Those are all beings who fell down the mountain from exhaustion. They did not fall to their death or leave, but were led to the top of the mountain in advance.

There is no need for someone to explain it, many creatures already understand.

They have gone through a test.

Only creatures with equally strong determination and perseverance are qualified to appear on the top of this mountain.

But in the next moment, their generalizations and summaries, as well as their little pride, were shattered.

Some figures flickered, and were brought directly to the top of the mountain by a beam of light.

"Obier! Haven't you left?" A creature with a horse's head asked the creature with butterfly wings.

The creature with butterfly wings wondered: "I don't know, I was collecting flower dew, but was directly brought here by a white light... Is this place?"

More creatures who know each other greet each other.

Those creatures who had worked so hard to pass the assessment in March, were surprised to discover that some of the creatures brought directly by Bai Guang had never even left the house at all.

Just lying comfortably at home, he was brought here directly without experiencing any pain and suffering.

"This is not fair!" A strange-looking creature roared in anger.

At the highest point in the clouds, the source of infinite light, a voice came out: "Do you want fairness?"

"Then I'll give it to you!"

In the voice of the voice, a ray of light penetrated the world, and when the creature did not react, it fell directly on him.

The next moment, a great, just, and majestic momentum rose from the strange-looking creature.

"From now on, you are the **** of justice in this world. All the justice and justice in this world are judged by you. Then now... God of justice, please answer me, you get all these benefits, compared to other As far as living beings are concerned, is this fair?" The great voice questioned the newly born **** of justice.

The newly born **** of justice bowed his head humbly, then put all his four hands around his chest, and then bent down.

"All your decisions are the most fair judgments." said the God of Justice.

Hahaha!

The majestic laughter fell from the clouds, and then shocked the whole sky.

The next moment, nine golden lights flickered.

Nine chairs with different shapes, but the same great, glorious, immortal, and splendid, fell to the top of the mountain, and seemed to be on an equal footing with the light standing in the clouds.

All the creatures who are still struggling with the word 'justice' are now attracted by these nine chairs.

They felt the frantic agitation from the soul.

They want to have that chair, they want to sit on it.

It seems that as long as you sit on it, you can have the greatest, most miraculous, and powerful authority in this world.

The great voice did not speak.

No one dared to move at the moment.

Soul Master Monet was the first to move.

He took a firm stride, and was the first to sit in the first chair in the front row.

When he sat up, his original willpower quickly transformed into a semi-illusory state.

It was as if there was some kind of mighty power that poured into his body.

It seemed that Monet was not so special at first, but at this moment, in the eyes of many creatures, he was extraordinarily majestic and profound.

Seeing that Monet was okay, many creatures looked at the remaining eight seats and swarmed up.

The God of Strength, Hasardin, stretched out his hand and punched the strange bird who was sitting on the second chair, and then sat on his butt.

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Next, Balthus, who drove the weak rule of death, successfully sat on the third chair.

And the remaining six chairs are constantly replacing the 'master'.

Often a creature has not yet been seated firmly, and it will be pushed away and repelled by the creature next to it.

After such a struggle, it was barely settled down until three days later.

In addition to the established three Ancestral Gods, the remaining six chairs are sitting on a strange monkey, a dragon beast, a big bird with flames like a phoenix, a humanoid spirit, and a group of unknown Shaped black mist, and a dwarf gnome.

It's just that the strange monkey and the dwarf sit on the throne, but it is not compatible with them. It seems that they have not been recognized by the god's chair.

This made many creatures eager to challenge them and seize the throne.

At this moment, the great and boundless rays of light converged, and a vague figure gradually became clear in the clouds.