Li Hao and Ye Hongxiu entered the Holy Mountain of Light without any resistance.
The two of them saw that there were also some buildings standing on the Holy Mountain. They were like the sacred hall of the Divine Palace, filled with a holy aura.
At this moment, Ye Hongxiu suddenly said, "What rich spiritual energy!"
"Hmm!" Li Hao nodded. He naturally felt the spiritual power filled the air. It was very rich, even comparable to the immortal Dao sects in China.
Li Hao and the other man saw figures shuttling around the Holy Mountain. From their clothes, it could be seen that these people were all members of the Holy Church of Light.
"Hey, beauty, where is the altar of light?" At this moment, Li Hao asked a woman walking past him.
The woman was slender and wore black tights. She was proud and blond. She looked very capable.
