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A heavy sensation that came from his very soul made Shen Zhui involuntarily stagger backward.

That step caused his divine soul and physical body to merge as one, and a palm-sized stone slab appeared in Shen Zhui's hand.

"You actually succeeded." An immensely emotional voice came from the Rock Giant. "It seems the person my master left me here to wait for was you."

"Senior, are you willing to leave with me?" Shen Zhui did not hurry to examine the treasure in his hand. Instead, he asked the Rock Giant, "I can find Senior a new Divine Weapon Puppet for you to control."

"No need." The Rock Giant shook his body, and chunks of stone continuously crumbled away. He said sorrowfully, "After waiting for endless years, it seems my mission is finally complete. My master is dead, and the other eight Great Emperors are all dead... Now, I no longer have any reason to exist."

"Senior..." Shen Zhui could not help asking, "What exactly happened back then? Who were your enemies?"

Judging from the picture described by Great Emperor Ximing, it did not seem as if the Great Emperors had fought among themselves. Instead, the nine Great Emperors had supported one another and faced a common enemy.

"Who were the enemies?" The Rock Giant's voice was somewhat bewildered.

"That's right. Who were the enemies...?"

"I don't remember. Who exactly killed my master...?"

His muttering was vague, and his voice gradually became jumbled, as if it had jammed.

Bang! Half of the Rock Giant's body transformed into a chunk of rubble, which then slowly turned into dust and dispersed between heaven and earth.

Just then, a murmur came from within the Rock Giant's body.

"Ask this world: who can truly be eternal?"

"Where exactly lies the path ahead for my race?"