Four Great Clan Heads!

Lu Changsheng lowered his eyes and stared at the palm-sized divine stele in his hand. Its body was deep blue, as though condensed from the purest water veins of the entire sea. It felt smooth and warm to the touch, yet it was astonishingly heavy. Ancient tidal runes slowly flowed across its surface like countless tiny fish darting through the deep sea. From time to time, phantoms of one or two primordial sea beasts emerged from the stele before swiftly vanishing again, exuding a heavy aura capable of suppressing the ages.

His expression was calm, calm as a pool of deep water. Yet beneath that pool, monstrous waves had long been churning.

For this stele, they had set out from the Eastern Mausoleum Domain, crossed vast seas, endured Spatial Storms, the Mist Dead Sea, ancient ruins, and life-and-death battles... Along the way, some had become separated, and some had been severely injured. Now, the last of the Four Domain Artifacts—the Sea Suppressing Divine Stele—was finally in his hand!

A smile slowly appeared at the corner of Lu Changsheng's lips.

At first, that smile was faint, but it swiftly spread into overwhelming delight and relief.

The Eastern Mausoleum Domain Seal, the Sky-Mending Divine Cauldron, the Burning Heaven Furnace, and the Sea Suppressing Divine Stele—he had finally gathered them all!

Before long, he would be able to open the passage between the lower and upper realms, enter the Immortal Realm, and find the birth parents he had never met.

The moment that thought arose, the heat in Lu Changsheng's chest refused to subside for a long while. Even his severely injured body seemed to feel lighter.

"Damn! This is the Sea Suppressing Divine Stele? Let me have a look!"

A rough voice rang out as Shi Jingtian strode over in great strides.