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97: Chapter 97 Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun! The God King Steps onto Mount BuzhouKunlun Mountains, the outskirts of Buzhou Mountain.

The wind cut like a knife against the face, and the minus thirty-degree temperature could instantly freeze snot into icicles.

But Li Guodong didn’t feel cold at all.

This old professor, over sixty years old, was currently lying behind a rock sheltered from the wind. His glasses, thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, were covered in fog, but he didn’t dare wipe them for fear of missing the scene before him.

”Teacher, has Buzhou Mountain really merged into reality?” The student beside him spoke with a trembling voice, half from the cold and half from excitement.

He saw the sea of clouds ahead rolling frantically. A giant mountain, half-broken yet still so majestic it made one want to kneel in worship, was ”squeezing” out of the Void Realm bit by bit.

If Buzhou Mountain were just a phantom, everyone would at most treat it like watching a 3D movie.

But now, this thing was becoming real.

That sense of weight, that feeling of oppression, even the sound of every piece of rubble falling from the mountain and hitting the ground, was telling everyone—it was real.

”No mistake! No mistake at all!” Li Guodong was flushed with excitement. He never expected that one day he would truly witness such a miracle with his own eyes.

He pointed at the broken mountain piercing the clouds in the distance. ”Look at those patterns, look at that Aura! This is the Buzhou Mountain that supports the backbone of our Huaxia! Mythology has truly revived!”

As the chief expert of the Geological Exploration Bureau, Li Guodong had guarded this no-man’s land for thirty years. He had dug up dinosaur fossils and measured crustal movements; materialism was etched into his bones.

But the moment the fractured divine mountain emerged from the Void Realm and truly turned into earth and stone, his materialism had long been fed to the dogs.

This was Buzhou Mountain!

Since Buzhou Mountain had appeared, would immortals walk out of it next, just like the Western miracles? Empress Nuwa? Great God Fuxi? Or that simpleton Gonggong who only knew how to crash into mountains?

No matter which immortal it was, it meant mythology was shining into reality, and the significance was self-evident.

It wasn’t in vain that he had been guarding this place ever since the phantom of Buzhou Mountain appeared in the world.

”Captain Wang! Quick! Have the soldiers line up!” Li Guodong turned and shouted at the special forces captain following and protecting him. ”Put the guns away! Don’t offend them! We must put on a welcoming posture!”

Wang Lei was a tough guy with determined eyes and a scar on his face brought back from the battlefield.

Hearing Li Guodong’s words, he thought for a moment and also felt that if immortals really walked out, then as the first Dragon Summer people to meet them, they should show them respect as hosts.

However, as a soldier, out of caution, he still asked the vice-captain whether to report the materialization of Buzhou Mountain.

After receiving an affirmative answer from the vice-captain, he waved his hand.

”Everyone! Muzzles down! Straighten your uniforms!”

Wang Lei gave the order.

The thirty fully armed special forces members around him snapped to attention, their eyes fixed on the towering divine mountain.

The rocks on the mountain became clearer and clearer, and even the ancient moss on them could be seen.

The clouds and mist began to disperse.

A golden light shot out from the broken mountain peak, and within the light, a massive gate slowly opened.

”They’re coming!” Li Guodong said excitedly.

The crack in the door grew wider and wider.

A vast, noble, and oppressive Aura gushed out from inside the gate.

Before this Aura, Li Guodong felt like an ant in a gale, tiny as dust.

This must be a great god! Definitely a top-tier great god!

”Welcome...” Li Guodong opened his mouth, but before the word ”welcome” could escape, it was as if an invisible hand had seized his throat, trapping it there.

Because he saw a foot.

A foot stepping out of the holy gate.

This foot was large, its skin sickly pale, with muscle lines as perfect as a sculpture.

But the problem wasn’t the foot.

The problem lay in the shoe on that foot.

It was a pair of leather sandals with intricate golden straps and exposed toes.

Li Guodong had seen this kind of shoe in museums and history books.

They were ancient Greek-style combat boots!

Li Guodong’s brain stalled.