Eastern Wilderness, Northern Domain, Purple Mountain. This mysterious land of Nine Dragons Guarding a Pearl, known as Ancient Emperor Mountain in the Primordial Era, was said to be a place close to the Divine Beings.
"Fifth Lord Zhang, longevity..."
Yan Kuan arrived before an abandoned stone village on the other side of Purple Mountain. There were several gravestones here, and Fifth Lord Zhang had ultimately been buried in the homeland where he had once lived. Yan Kuan stood there in silent tribute and could not help sighing. Few had ever been able to let go of the word longevity, yet this old man...
The Mystic Gate had no shortage of miraculous spirit pills. Letting Fifth Lord Zhang live for a thousand years would not have been difficult, but the old man had ultimately chosen a natural death. The old villagers he had known from the stone village had all passed on one after another. After seeing the younger generation he knew grow into capable people, he had no lingering attachments and had not forced himself to seek longevity.
"Woooo..."
A dog's mournful howl suddenly rang out across the cold, silent land. At the end of the horizon, Purple Mountain towered into the sky, utterly extraordinary as it pierced the clouds with majestic grandeur. A black dog was crying loudly there, making Yan Kuan frown.
"Black Emperor, what are you howling for?"
Yan Kuan instantly appeared before the black dog.
"It's gone, it's all gone! There's no trace of the Great Emperor's aura, and the Beginningless Bell has no sound either..."
Black Emperor raised his head and shouted. After returning to Big Dipper, he had visited every place where the Beginningless Great Emperor had once left traces, hoping to find the Great Emperor's final whereabouts, but he had found nothing.
"Enter