Shi Hao walked as if on level ground. Today, he wore white, standing out starkly against the pitch-black world. He trod through the void, walking forward step by step as he left the mountain behind.
The vast black territory was boundless. Along the road ahead, there were no more plants at all—only barren ground, without the slightest trace of life.
Endless and immeasurable, hundreds of millions of miles of land vanished beneath Shi Hao's feet.
His white robes fluttered, his bearing awe-inspiring. Though he appeared refined, his eyes were always like immortal swords, shooting forth dazzling beams of light.
At last, he arrived. He saw rows upon rows of buildings, grand and immense, their construction dating back to some unknown era. Their imposing majesty shook the heart; any living being who came here would be suppressed, unable to resist the urge to submit and kneel in worship.
Shi Hao stopped, and his eyes turned cold.
Boundless darkness and roiling mist lay before him. He saw an enormous palace complex, with no end in sight, stretching across the way and blocking his path.
"There are rumors in the world that only by crossing the Land of Darkness can one reach the Ultimate Ancient Land. Is that legend, or historical fact?"
Shi Hao stepped forward and approached the majestic palace complex. His heart immediately shook as he saw a stele, dripping with blood, inscribed with two enormous words: Heavenly Court!
The blood was black. The stone stele bore fragments of time runes and flowed with the power of the darkness's origin.
"Dark Heavenly Court!"
This place was far too empty. Not a single living being could be seen!
Only when he approached the central palace did something finally stir. A voice suddenly rang out, ancient, weathered, and oppressive, making even Shi Hao