Dao Arts Comprehended, God Corpse Seen Again

After passing through the palace gates, the space before Han Yi suddenly changed. Ahead lay a passage paved with black Nether qi, and at its end, the aura of the Wanming Book manifested.

Moreover, this time, the aura of the Wanming Book was no longer a sensation across an immense distance, but real, definite—the aura of its true body.

Ahead of him, the armored black figure had its back to him as it walked step by step toward the end.

Following behind, Han Yi's gaze was respectful and his expression solemn.

The passage paved with Nether qi was not long, yet the two of them walked with the sincerity of pilgrims, taking a full minute to traverse it.

A minute later, Han Yi stopped about three meters away from an enormous ancient book.

This ancient book was exactly the same as the Wanming Book within his Myriad Nether Space, though somewhat smaller. It was roughly ten meters wide, laid flat atop a gigantic circular platform.

The ancient book was closed. Only three ancient chaotic characters could be seen on its cover: "Wanming Book."

This was the true body of the Wanming Book.

However.

Standing this close, Han Yi discovered that the aura of this supreme treasure was instead not particularly intense. Furthermore, cracks marked the corners of the ancient book. Such marks on a supreme treasure were absolutely more than mere traces—they meant that this treasure had been damaged.

In that battle long ago, not only had Ten Thousand Nether City been shattered, even the Wanming Book, though it escaped calamity, had suffered grievous damage. This thought flashed through Han Yi's mind.

As if seeing through Han Yi's thoughts, the armored black figure said,

"In that battle long ago, Ten Thousand Nether City was destroyed, and the Wanming Book also