"Earth, you have too many secrets ..."
At this point, he mumbled to himself. At this moment, he could not help but wonder if Chang 'e flying to the moon, Hou Yi shooting the sun, and the various myths in Chinese history really existed.
The group continued to move forward because there was a vast aura and boundless celestial bodies shining over.
An hour later, everyone stopped and stared ahead in a daze. There was a magnificent ancient altar.
The altar was extremely large. From a distance, it looked like a huge city that had been specially built on Mars.
The altar was engraved with ancient patterns and words, which looked like birds, bugs, and fish, but contained profound bitterness.
At that moment, everyone could not help but hear a strange sound. The sound was extremely empty and distant, as if it had crossed time and space.
"This is the sound of the ancient people worshiping the heavens and earth ..."
