Mist.
Mist blanketed the void. The icy wind blew without pause, yet it couldn't scatter the haze.
Gu Qingshan stood amid the mist and asked, "Is that the place you meant?"
"Yes," Old Fairy said. "From here on, none of us can go any farther. You'll have to find a way to approach it yourself and see if you can uncover any clues."
"I can't go, either?" Fei Ying asked.
"He's the master of the apocalypse. What are you?" Old Fairy glanced at her. "The moment you get close, you'll turn to ash. Countless people throughout history have tried. They were stronger than you, and they all met the same end."
Fei Ying couldn't help looking into the depths of the mist.
Just by sensing it, she could tell that a massive corpse, thousands of miles long, floated motionless in the depths of the mist.
A Void Tomb.
Another Void Tomb.
It was unlike the corpse they had seen in the chaos before.
—This corpse had no aura at all. It had fallen into a kind of deathly stillness, as if it had lost consciousness in some immeasurably distant age.
It no longer released any runes of destruction, nor was there the slightest trace of mysterious power surrounding it.
Everything here had fallen silent.
Gu Qingshan considered the matter for a moment, then asked, "This Void Tomb seems to be of no use anymore... Did you ever find any clues here?"
"In the Fire Era, this was the deepest secret we ever uncovered."
Old Fairy's face was taut with anxiety, as if she had recalled something terrifying.
She took a moment to steady herself before continuing:
"At the height of our era, several of the most outstanding Great Fairies stood before this Void Tomb and joined hands to perform a