บท 501: Totem

Ji Hao stood on top of Yao Mountain, quietly looking at the busy building site of Yao Mountain city.

Large snowflakes had been fluttering down, but Kua E and his brothers were all soaked with sweat while treading on colorful clouds, growling rumblingly and dashing around. Stove-full of liquid starry divine iron ceaselessly poured down from the sky, seeming like a river in heaven flowing down to the human world. Under the divine power of those divine gods, the liquid iron transformed into sections of the scorching red wall.

From time to time, five-meter tall divine gods would rush over while gasping loudly and quickly. Three to five of them as a group carried enormous divine components over and violently smashed them into the wall, merging these gigantic divine components, that contained secret magics of the heaven, with the wall.