Glacier, a semicircular ice tomb.
An old man, weathered by the years and bent with age, gazed into the distant sky.
"People say that the Nine-Sui Era was the fairest age, when a great emperor built a wonder of humanity—the Nine Continents Earth Veins."
"The widespread use of the earth veins shortened the distance between people across the world, allowing common folk to converse across a thousand miles, know what was happening ten thousand miles away, and even travel throughout the Nine Continents in a single day through teleportation arrays."
"But who could have known that the true golden age the earth veins would usher in would not be a golden age for scholars?"
The old man began coughing incessantly, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"It's here, it's here. It's finally here."
He watched the scroll covering the sky, flames flowing across it.
The puppet strings connected to those ancient emperors listened to the thunderous roar of something tearing through the air and streaking across the earth. The aftershocks of the battle seemed to rip cracks into the world.
"Human God, so what if you've gathered all the False Human Emperors throughout history?"
Boom!!
A figure that could only be called a divine miracle descended upon the Nine Continents once more. It was as though a black sun were slowly rising, illuminating the entirety of the Nine Continents and Four Seas.
Xian's entire body stirred countless black clouds, which churned across the skies of the Nine Continents until day and night could no longer be distinguished.
His might was tens of thousands of times more terrifying than Xian's had been before.
How could the Ning Zheng of before, using merely a few False Human three flowers neurons, have brought out even one ten-thousandth of the power of this