Passing through the Myriad-Eon barrier formation, the supreme mausoleum of the Meteorfall Gods came into view.
"The Meteorfall Gods truly deserved to be the starry clan among the Eight Gods that pursued 'beauty' the most."
When it came to beauty, the multicolored Nine Heavens Imperial Star was the most magnificent of all Imperial Heaven-class worlds.
And before them, this Nine Heavens Imperial Mausoleum, which symbolized the spirit and legacy of their clan, likewise reflected the Meteorfall Gods' pursuit of beauty. As far as the eye could see, the entire imperial mausoleum shimmered with colored light. Exquisite and resplendent tombs stood in neat rows. There was none of a graveyard's cold gloom here; it was more like a celestial palace, glittering and radiant everywhere.
The moment Li Tianming entered, Silver Dust's individual bodies spread out even faster than his gaze. Like a silver sea, it swiftly blanketed the incomparably vast Nine Heavens Imperial Mausoleum, seeping into tomb after tomb and sorting out the gains for Li Tianming in the shortest possible time.
"How was it?" Li Tianming stood right at the entrance, too lazy to move himself. He only needed to wait for Silver Dust's report.
"Lots!" Silver Dust said.
It meant fully formed Eonic God corpses, especially Ancient Suppressing Eonic Gods.
Those buried here had basically not died in battle. Instead, they had reached the end of their lifespans, their neutron particles stripped of all vitality, returning here like fallen leaves returning to their roots.
"Also, there are some surprises." There was a trace of amusement in Silver Dust's voice.
"Oh?"
So-called surprises naturally meant unexpected gains. With their mental connection and tacit understanding, Li Tianming did not even need to ask further.
"This way."
Silver Dust directed him.
Following its guidance, Li Tianming first had the Immortal Eternal Clan