Outside the hall was a clamor, but inside it was dead silent.
In the darkness, Donghuang Taiyi sat cross-legged in the seat of honor, his eyes closed and not a word spoken. He gave off no aura, as though he had already passed away in meditation.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was profound, like a vast sea of stars.
"What exactly have I forgotten?"
Donghuang Taiyi muttered to himself, his thick brows slightly furrowed and his face full of confusion.
Over the past few days, he had often seen another Three-legged Golden Crow in his dreams. He saw himself and it being born on the Sun Star, relying on each other for survival. Yet those scenes were hazy and fragmented, impossible for him to make sense of.
He always felt that dream was real, because someone at the Late-stage Entering Saint Realm could not possibly dream for no reason.
Dreams after Entering Saint often carried omens.
"That Three-legged Golden Crow..."
Donghuang Taiyi felt somewhat heavy-hearted. For some reason, whenever he thought of that Three-legged Golden Crow, his heart ached for no apparent reason, as though he had forgotten something he cherished most.
He had an intuition that awakening those memories would allow him to rise to another level.
Thus, he had not left the Demon Emperor Palace these past few days, nor did he care about the demon kings outside.
He wanted to search the depths of his memories for that lost thing.
That afternoon, Emperor Yao arrived to report in. He came quietly, first registering at the House of Worthies. The so-called House of Worthies recruited capable people from across the world before recommending them to the Heavenly Court.
Since Guiguzi was stationed there that day, his eyes immediately widened when he