The mountains are ten thousand feet high, with layers of colorful clouds.
Infinite divine light shone from the top of the mountain, and the creatures coming from all directions all looked up at the direction of the top of the mountain, feeling sleepy.
The mountain in front of me is really too high, too dangerous and too steep.
Even if you are extremely talented, it does not seem to be easy to climb up.
A flying alien creature cheered and flew towards the clouds first.
But no matter how it flies, the mountain is always so high, with no top or end in sight.
Gradually, I could only run out of energy, fall down again, and then look at this mountain with other creatures and 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 away, dug up the earth, and escaped underground.
Then many creatures left one after another.
Monet, the Lord of Souls, was the first creature to begin climbing the mountain.
He clung to the rock wall with his limbs, and then climbed up bit by bit.
Be sincere, humble and prepared to fail.
Then more creatures followed him, slowly climbing up together.
One day, two days, three days... ten days.
Time passes little by little, but the mountain is still so high, the clouds are still so gorgeous, and it seems that there will never be a real end.
Some creatures couldn't bear it anymore and returned.
So far, the number of souls who have rushed here to listen to the preaching is less than half of the original number.
A month later, half of it was missing again.
Although the master of souls, Monet, was the first to climb the mountain, he was not at the front. The god of strength relied on his body to climb faster than him.
But none of this makes sense.
Although this mountain goes straight up, under the influence of Feng Linyi's Taoism, it is an irregular and disorderly cycle.
If the entire mountain is viewed from a four-dimensional perspective, it should be a ring.
It is only because of Feng Lin's powerful methods that the creatures climbing this mountain will not feel the same feeling of repetition.
Finally, the first exhausted person appeared. He exhausted all his strength and concentration and accidentally fell down the mountain.
He fell into the abyss before his eyes and disappeared.
Then, several more creatures had the same experience one after another.
More creatures exited.
What remains is less than one-fifth of the original number.
Three months later, a gust of wind suddenly blew away the clouds and mist 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 until the end saw some familiar faces.
Those were the creatures who fell down the mountain due to exhaustion. They did not fall to death or leave, but were led to the top of the mountain in advance.
There is no need for someone to explain it, many living beings already understand it.
They have already gone through a test.
Only creatures with equally strong determination and perseverance are qualified to appear on the top of this mountain.
But the next moment, their induction and summary, as well as their little pride, were shattered.
Some figures flickered and were carried directly to the top of the mountain by a beam of light.
"Obiel! Haven't you already left?" A creature with a horse head asked towards the creature with butterfly wings.
The creature with butterfly wings wondered: "I don't know, I was collecting flower dew, but I was brought directly to here by a white light... Where is this?"
More familiar creatures greeted each other.
Those creatures who had worked hard for three months to pass the examination suddenly discovered that some of the creatures who were directly brought by the white light later had never even left their homes.
I was just lying comfortably at home and was brought here directly without experiencing any pain or suffering.
"This is unfair!" A strange-looking creature roared angrily.
From 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!"
As he spoke, a ray of light penetrated the heaven and earth, and fell directly on him without the creature reacting.
The next moment, a great, just, and majestic momentum rose from that strange-looking creature.
"From now on, you are the God of Justice in this world. All axioms and justice in this world are judged by you. So now... God of Justice, please answer me, what have you gained from all this, compared to others? As far as living beings are concerned, is this just?" The great voice asked the newly born God of Justice.
The newly born God of Justice bowed his head humbly, then wrapped all four hands around his chest, and then bent down.
"All your decisions are the most just judgments." said the God of Justice.
Hahaha!
The majestic laughter fell from the clouds, and then shocked the entire sky.
The next moment, nine golden lights flashed.
Nine chairs of different shapes, but equally great, glorious, immortal, and dazzling, fell on the top of the mountain, seemingly on an equal footing with the light standing in the clouds.
All the creatures who were still struggling with the word 'just' were attracted by these nine chairs at this moment.
They felt the mad restlessness of their souls.
They want to own the chair, want to sit on it.
It seems that as long as you sit on it, you can have the greatest, most magical and powerful authority in the world.
The great voice did not speak.
No one dares to move at this moment.
Monet, the master of souls, was the first to move.
He took firm steps and was the first to sit on the first chair at the front.
When he sat on it, his originally substantial will quickly transformed into a semi-illusory state.
It was as if some mysterious power had been injected into his body.
Monet, who didn't seem so special at first, now looks particularly majestic and profound in the eyes of many creatures.
Seeing that Monet was fine, many creatures looked at the remaining eight seats and swarmed over them.
Hasadin, the God of Strength, reached out and punched away the strange bird that was sitting on the second chair, and then sat on it.
The divine light flickered, and the second divine chair had its owner.
Balsas, who drove the weak death rule next, successfully sat on the third chair.
The remaining six chairs are constantly changing their 'owners'.
Often before a creature can sit firmly and interact with the sacred chair on which it is sitting, it will be pushed away and repelled by the creatures next to it.
It was not until three days of such fighting that the situation was finally settled.
In addition to the three established ancestor gods, the remaining six chairs were occupied by a strange monkey, a dragon beast, a big bird with flames like a phoenix, a humanoid creature, and an unknown group of Shape of black mist, and a short dwarf.
It's just that the sacred throne that the strange monkey and the dwarf sat on is not compatible with them. It seems that they have not been recognized by the sacred chair.
This made many creatures eager to challenge them and seize the throne.
At this moment, the great and boundless light converged, and a blurry figure gradually became clear in the clouds.
