Kong Xian's Divine Sense avatar hovered above the bronze coffin, his gaze still fixed on the Sea of Laws.
A complicated gleam flashed through eyes that burned with sun and fire, ice and darkness.
"I wonder how those old fossils of the other races are doing!"
"It's time I went to see them!"
Kong Xian's Divine Sense avatar drew his gaze away from the Sea of Laws. His form flickered, became a faint streak of golden light, and vanished into the depths of the Myriad Demon Ancestral Land.
The next moment, he appeared outside the God Race's forbidden grounds.
The God Race's forbidden grounds lay in the deepest reaches of the Sun Temple, an isolated space enveloped in Eternal Holy Light.
The Holy Light here was not the gentle glow of the outside world. It was a light of judgment fierce enough to burn souls to ash. An ordinary cultivator would be reduced to dust the moment they drew near.
But before Kong Xian, the Holy Light parted like docile sheep, opening a path for him.
Kong Xian entered the forbidden grounds.
At their center floated a massive crystal coffin.
Inside lay an old man in platinum divine robes. His face was weathered, his hair and beard white. His hands were folded over his chest, clasping a scepter also fashioned from crystal.
He was one of the God Race's most ancient beings: the God Emperor.
A veteran of the First Heaven-Extermination War, his cultivation was unfathomable. But he had suffered grievous wounds in the Second Heaven-Extermination War and had been forced to sleep here, slowly mending his Dao Wound with the power of Holy Light.
Kong Xian stood before the crystal coffin and studied the aged face within. He was silent for a moment.
"Old fossil, are you still alive?"