Mortal

And at that moment.

Inside the giant stone.

A vast, indistinct void lay hidden within.

There was nothing else in this void, save for a small golden monkey sleeping soundly.

Dense gray mist swirled around the golden monkey.

But now, the gray mist was gradually vanishing.

At some point, an aged figure had appeared in this space.

His entire body was covered in gray stone-like skin. Gray mist billowed within his eye sockets as his withered hands waved about, actually grabbing the gray mist filling the space and stuffing it into his mouth, swallowing every last wisp.

He was like an old ghost that fed on gray mist!

"Ever since crossing the bronze Great Gate and entering this small world, I haven't found anything to eat in ages..."

"I'm starving to death..."

Before long, all the gray mist in this space had been completely devoured by the gray-robed old man!

—He... was not a being of the Yang Realm.

After swallowing all the gray mist here, the gray-mist old man fixed his eyes on the sleeping golden monkey in the space, and greed appeared in his eyes.

"...A dao fetus left behind by a powerhouse from the 'Pre-White Mist Era'?"

"A true supreme treasure... Eating you will bring me tremendous benefits!"

The old man approached the golden monkey step by step, extending his withered hands as if he meant to seize it.

But in the next moment, wisps of thin white mist seemed to emerge around the golden monkey.

At once, the old man's hands began to tremble. The dense gray mist in his eyes seemed to thin somewhat as he struggled!

"No... I can't become mutated... I was once a white-mist lifeform too. Even after choosing the Path of Gray Mist, I can't lose my mind..."

The old man's