Fifteen minutes earlier.
Dragon Sleeping Valley had locked onto Deathbone's location and laid out the Heaven and Earth Net.
Wave after wave, led by more than a dozen Dukes—including two Peak Dukes—was encircling the army of the Land of the Undead.
Then the Saint Realm existence Burning Heaven Monarch descended in person, his dragon pupils blazing with golden flames locking directly onto the black figure in the abyssal valley.
"I found you!"
"You're the one who stirred up the undead tide!"
"As expected, you haven't reached the Saint Realm yet."
Burning Heaven Monarch's thoughts raced.
As one of Dragon Sleeping Valley's giants, he had participated in the campaign against the Undead Empire back then. Naturally, he understood the Undead Empire's situation better than anyone.
Even better than many human civilizations' Saint Realm experts!
The Undead Empire had long since collapsed, leaving only a few remnants struggling to survive.
Among those remnants, the only one worth attention was the Saint Realm Great Lord, Quiet Great Lord!
That Great Lord naturally possessed world-shaking might. Burning Heaven Monarch admitted that he was inferior, but he was not afraid.
Quiet Great Lord could almost be called the Undead Empire's sole surviving remnant. And the ones watching him were far more than just Dragon Sleeping Valley.
Of course,
Judging from the current situation, the Undead Empire might have another remnant—the Black Armor Undead before him.
The Black Armor Undead and Quiet Great Lord were perhaps the only two remnants left after the Undead Empire's collapse.
The reason he believed they were "the only two," rather than that the Black Armor Undead and Quiet Great Lord came from the same remnant faction, was because... if they belonged to the same force, then Quiet Great Lord had no reason to let a Young King with limitless potential