The time spent discussing the Dao was not very long, only a little over a decade.
Yet over those ten-odd years, Zhou Tong felt as though his entire body had undergone a transformation. He had gained far too much from this discussion of the Dao.
"The Dao is formless, gradually moving ever farther away. At the utmost extreme, it gives rise to reversal; returning and departing, it is the One that Escapes." Little Stone Emperor looked at "Lu Zhan," nodded, then swept his sleeve. With a bang, a great tomb split open, and the Moon Shadow Demonic Blade flew out.
This Moon Shadow Demonic Blade was a renowned divine weapon from ancient times, and it was also a weapon Little Stone Emperor had once used. He took it out and handed it to "Lu Zhan." "A very good exposition. This Stone Weapon is yours."
Everyone stared at Little Stone Emperor in shock. Such a powerful Stone Weapon, and he was giving it away just like that.
But soon after, Little Stone Emperor took out another Stone Weapon. It was a stone seal he had personally refined, and he gave it to Shi Ying, one of the Five Kings of Chaotic Ancient.
There was the imperial weapon, the Three Emperors Mirror, here, and seven Stone Weapons within the other seven great tombs. Yet in the end, only two people's Dao had earned Little Stone Emperor's approval and received Stone Weapons.
It is about time to begin, Zhou Tong silently said to himself, hidden within "Lu Zhan."
Afterward, Little Stone Emperor casually explained the reason for his death back then.
Little Stone Emperor had already been invincible beneath the heavens at the time. Who could have killed him?
He had killed himself. He had sensed that the road ahead was cut off,