"Bally, are you really sure you've seen this kind of stone?"

Hanyu Xiaotian held the spar in his hand and asked Barry calmly.

"Yes, dear son of God Kun, I used to see this kind of crystal clear stone on the edge of the sacred mountain on the island of the North Sea when I was very young."

Bally, the leader of the Kuntu tribe, answered Han Yu Xiaotian's question respectfully.

"Sacred Mountain?"

Hearing what the native Pali said, a hint of doubt flashed in Hanyu's smiling eyes.

"Yes, the son of dear **** Kun, the sacred mountain of our island, is one of the witch gods of our witch tribe. It controls the movement of the sun and the moon in our world, and is the most powerful **** of all our witch tribes!"

When it comes to sacred mountains, all the tribes and natives reveal a look of awe and humbleness in their eyes, which is obviously extremely respectful to the wizard **** in their mouths.

"Sorcerer God? One of the strongest gods of the Witch Clan in charge of the movement of the sun and moon... Could it be..."

Seeing these aboriginals, regardless of tribe, all have humble expressions, and then hearing what they said, Han Yu Xiaotian's mind suddenly turned like lightning.

In just a moment of effort, a name from an ancient Chinese legend appeared in his mind~

Candle Dragon!

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The candle dragon, also known as the candle Yin, is the creation beast in ancient Chinese myths and legends.

It is said that it was the incarnation of Pangu’s intestines, and on the mountain Zhongshan, it was recorded in the "Overseas Northern Classic" and "Great Desolate Northern Classic" in the "Shan Hai Jing".

Its saying is: the **** of Zhongshan, the name is candle Yin, regarded as day, gazing at night, blowing for winter, calling for summer, no drink, no food, endless, breath as wind. Thousands of miles long. In the East of Nothing. It is a thing, a human face, a snake body, red color, and it is located under Zhongshan.

This means that there is a deity inhabited in Zhongshan, named Zhuyin, or Zhulong.

When the candle dragon opens his eyes, the world is day; when the candle dragon closes his eyes, the world is night; the candle dragon takes a breath, and the world is winter; the candle dragon takes a breath, and the world is summer.

The candle dragon never eats, drinks, or breathes. Once he breathed out, the world was windy. His body is like a snake, his body is thousands of miles long, his face is like a human, his whole body is red, and he sleeps under Zhongshan...

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"Candle Dragon... one of the wizard gods?"

Thinking of this, Han Yu Xiaotian couldn't help but his eyes became serious.

The history of the candle dragon, in Chinese legends, can be traced back to ancient times, which is a million years old. It was a terrible existence after Pangu.

Facing the candle dragon, even the gluttonous, Qiongqi, and Xiangliu were far inferior to this terrifying existence in ancient times.

With my current strength, I am afraid I can't provoke this existence...

If my guess is true, and this mysterious spar really appeared on Zhongshan on this North Sea island, then should I go?

Moreover, this news is only what the Kuntu tribe Pali said decades or even hundreds of years ago, and no one knows what it is now.

Han Yu Xiaotian couldn't help but start to retreat in her ‘being timid’ heart.

However, just when Hanyu Xiaotian was hesitant, a tall giant from the Bo's father tribe seemed to recall something suddenly, and could not help showing a happy expression, and said respectfully to Hanyu Xiaotian. .....