It was an empty, desolate world, devoid of superfluous color. The sky was perpetually variegated, without sun, moon, or stars, and devoid of any breath of life.
What was terrifying was the sight of tombstone after tombstone, densely packed and countless.
These were the mighty warriors of yesteryear, suppressed under the Boundary Monument. If the seal did not shatter, they would exist forever in this manner.
Chen Pingping glanced around, his brow tightly furrowed.
Where is the senior?
His gaze settled on the depths beyond, and he immediately strode forward. He didn't know how long he had walked when a small hill caught his attention.
No!
To be exact, it was a large grave.
Above the large grave, there was an enormous sword plunged deep into the earth, its Sword Body jet-black and simple in design but saturated with the power of the ages.
Strikingly similar to The Three Great Mysteries of Reincarnation.
Found it.
But where was the Devouring Sky Beast?
He hesitated.
