Li Mo noticed that the giant's face from his memory bore seventy percent resemblance to Chen Tiangang and thirty percent to Jiang Tianche, its expression one of despair and madness. The doubts in his heart were suddenly resolved for the most part.
He realized that there were likely far more ascenders in the world than he'd imagined.
Seven thousand years ago.
"Immortal, immortal, only immortality…"
The agonized murmurs echoed in the cavern. A massive Ascension Platform was erected deep in the Outer Heaven Crater, with only a dozen candlelights to fend off the boundless abyssal darkness.
Fissures in the rock wall emitted thin, thread-like phosphorescence, making clear the platform's location at the core of the Outer Heaven Crater.
An elderly man stepped toward the platform.
His back was hunched. His entire body was covered in festering, rotting flesh, while his organs had already undergone metallic transformation, exacerbating the decay.
"Immortal, only immortality…"
