The secret passage was narrow, long, and deep. Dim green night pearls embedded in the walls on either side gave off a faint glow.
Ancient murals covered the walls.
Su Ming walked slowly through the passage, his gaze sweeping over the murals on either side.
The murals depicted scenes of the Human Emperor's campaigns against the Abnormal Clan.
The first mural showed the Human Emperor's coronation, with ten thousand nations coming to pay homage and the Human Race at the height of its prosperity.
The second mural showed the Abnormal Clan's invasion, the land falling, living beings plunged into misery, and the Human Race facing annihilation.
The third mural showed the Human Emperor marching to war with sword in hand, leading human cultivators north to wage an earth-shaking battle against the Abnormal Clan.
In the image, the Human Emperor wore imperial robes and held a longsword, standing between heaven and earth with a million-strong human army behind him.
Opposite him was the Abnormal Army, blotting out the sky and sun, its members grotesquely shaped and exuding evil auras.
That battle had shattered heaven and earth, dimmed the sun and moon, and even torn cracks in the firmament.
Before leaving, he had left behind a secret inheritance hoard, awaiting a destined successor in a later age.
After studying all the murals, Su Ming's gaze shifted slightly.
The Human Emperor was a man worthy of respect.
With his strength alone, he had turned back the crashing tide and propped up the toppling edifice, safeguarding peace for the Human Race for ten thousand generations.
Such a man deserved the title "Human Emperor."
Unfortunately, he had ultimately failed to eradicate the Abnormal Clan completely.
Still, that was only natural. The Bizarre Supreme Being's strength was probably no less than that of a true Immortal