As Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin descended, a nearly completed Five-Colored Altar on an ancient life-bearing star filled with wood spiritual energy shone brilliantly, echoing Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin from afar.
Boom!
Climbing down from the Bronze Coffin somewhat awkwardly, Ye Fan saw the Five-Colored Altar before him and could not help letting out a sigh of relief.
"At last, a transfer station. Otherwise, if we drifted for too long, no amount of Divine Source on us would be of any use."
But then Ye Fan's expression abruptly froze. Full of wariness and apprehension, he looked toward the figure continuously repairing the Five-Colored Altar.
An old man with one arm, muttering to himself without pause!
This...
Ye Fan had felt something like this from the Undying Daoist at Sacred Cliff.
"It's a Divine Thought!"
Ye Fan pulled the Azure Mist Saint Son back, his face grave.
Divine Thoughts were lingering obsessions left behind by peerless existences. Generally speaking, they could be considered evil thoughts, capable of causing enormous calamities.
The Black Emperor had said that only Great Emperors could repair a Five-Colored Altar. This Divine Thought before them, tirelessly repairing it, was likely the final obsession of a Great Emperor.
"Return to my homeland, I cannot be buried in a foreign land..."
Those were the words this obsession kept muttering.
"Don't worry. His obsession is only to return home. He isn't some invincible enemy."
Xu Yue spoke then, reassuring Ye Fan.
This was the final obsession of the Sun Sacred Emperor, whose Emperor Corpse had been buried in the planet's core.
As humanity's oldest Dao attainer, the Sun Sacred Emperor had opened up sufficient living space for humanity, preventing them from becoming food for the myriad races, constantly facing the danger of massacre.
The Sun Ancient Scripture he created was also