Just as Emperor Shun received the Merit bestowed by Heaven,
two more shares of Merit descended from the sky.
One naturally went to Mother Wudang.
The other fell into the Interception Sect's river of Fortune in Penglai, East Sea.
In Biyou Palace, Tongtian sensed the Interception Sect's Fortune rising once more, and his face brimmed with satisfaction.
Then his gaze shifted slightly toward the Primordial Land, where the Human Race dwelled.
With Tongtian's power, he could naturally see it.
The Human Race's river of Fortune surged forward, with four Emperor Stars shining brilliantly within it.
As he watched, Tongtian's gaze moved toward the lower reaches of that river of Fortune.
There, the final hidden Imperial aura was slowly coalescing, nurtured by the passage of time.
"The last emperor... is almost here, too!"
Tongtian murmured, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
And so, the Human Race moved smoothly into the Age of the Five Emperors.
Meanwhile, the boundless, unfathomably deep Four Seas were not as peaceful as they appeared on the surface.
A deep-sea undercurrent was quietly gathering.
In the end, it erupted into a tremendous upheaval that shook all the aquatic races of the Primordial Wilderness.
To trace the origins of this affair, one had to go back a hundred years.
At that time, near the Guixu Sea Eye, in the deepest reaches of the vast Western Sea, a fissure suddenly split open in space without warning.
A Black Dragon struggled out from within the rift.
Dark golden scales covered its entire body, and mysterious patterns flowed across its armor.
Its aura was incomparably ancient; it belonged to none of the known branches of the Four Seas Dragon Clan.
More astonishing still,
was the Black Dragon's terrifying strength.
The moment it appeared, it displayed power far beyond that of a