This scroll depicted a scene in the Outer Void.
Amid the gray-black void, falling stars streaked by, while storm vortices formed both near and far. In that perilous expanse, like treacherous undercurrents, an old man in a black robe embroidered with gold stood proudly, his wide sleeves billowing.
His white hair streamed loose, whipping wildly in the void storms. Snow-white brows slanted up toward his temples, and his eyes were blood red, as though they held a surging sea of blood. One massive hand gripped a staff a zhang tall. The staff was bone-white all over, seemingly crafted from the leg bone of some foreign race. Nearly a hundred skulls of various sizes were embedded in its top, each one kindling a faint ghostly flame that lit the void.
One sleeve hung empty. Though he had only one arm, his presence was vast and imposing, like ten thousand mountain peaks crashing down.
Pei Ling merely glanced at him, yet an intense sense of danger rushed straight at him!
"Fu Qiong" stood before the scroll, gazing at the old man as he said in a low voice, "This is 'Heng Xie.'"
"His cultivation was at the Mahayana stage."
"Sixty-four Tribulations."
Sixty-four Tribulations?!
Pei Ling was immediately startled. His master, Yao Qingying, had told him that there were no more than five beings at the Sixty-four Tribulations level in the entire Panyai Realm.
His master, Yao Qingying, was one of them.
He knew nothing at all about the others!
Was this Patriarch Heng Xie one of them, too?
But then he heard "Fu Qiong" continue, "Heng Xie was the Immortal Path candidate from two cycles ago. He perished in the Fusheng Chess Game."
An Immortal Path candidate, at the Sixty-four Tribulations level, who had perished in the Fusheng Chess Game?
Pei Ling