I froze and asked in a low voice, "So, they really died completely?"
"Yes. This is their grave." Zhang Fan sighed, but his voice was firm. "However, we didn't come here to sweep graves. Keep watching. Perhaps we can revive one or two of them."
"Mm." I nodded and continued walking with him.
This place stretched endlessly, with the graves of all kinds of powerful beings scattered everywhere. It filled me with emotion.
Just how many indescribable beings in this universe had been buried here?
Just then, Zhang Fan suddenly stopped and looked ahead. "These are the graves of the Twelve Great Emperors, the most powerful figures of the human race."
"What?" I froze and looked ahead.
Before us lay a vast expanse of the Heavenly Dao, containing boundless vitality. Just standing nearby made me feel refreshed and at ease.
Still, I asked curiously, "The Twelve Great Emperors? Why have I never heard of them?"
"They were ancient monsters from countless years ago. They were the true pillars of the human race." Zhang Fan praised them. "They were the real Great Emperors. They had reached an indescribable realm and could even contend with the Evil Gods."
"Back then, they joined forces with us to quell the Evil Gods' disaster. Otherwise, the Evil Gods would have swept across the entire universe long ago."
"However, they exhausted all their strength because of that and ultimately fell. Their power was truly inconceivable. They had reached a level that left people awestruck."
I glanced at them and suddenly asked, "Why don't we revive them?"
"I only know that they were the Twelve Great Emperors, but I don't know their true names."
"Under the power of the Evil Gods, I'm afraid no one knows their true names anymore."
I was dumbfounded by this explanation, unable