In the days after the news spread, the sky over the Primordial Heaven Realm never knew a moment of peace.
Streaks of light tore through the air from every direction, crossing auspicious clouds and immortal mountains before converging toward the same destination.
There were enormous Dharma Bodies of Stone Man Kings, crossing several provinces in a single step; ancient Ancestor Gods wrapped in divine radiance, their auras deep and unfathomable; and groups of cultivators traveling together. Those with weaker cultivation could only trail far behind, lacking even the qualifications to approach.
Below, countless living beings looked up at the sky.
"So many King Realm experts have emerged from seclusion at once. What happened?"
"I heard it's Little Stone Emperor's tomb. It has appeared in the world."
"Little Stone Emperor..."
At the mention of those three words, even old cultivators who had lived for countless years could not help shivering.
He was a peerless overlord who had reigned supreme during the Primordial Era.
The achievements of his life had been dazzling enough to sting the eyes.
In that age, when powerful experts were as common as clouds, his name was practically synonymous with "invincible."
His title alone was enough to reveal his weight.
Throughout the ages, Stone Man Kings had always taken titles ending in "King." He alone was called "Emperor."
The Primordial Era had truly been an age when Emperors towered above the Heavens.
When an Emperor raged, corpses covered the ground by the billions, and a single drop of blood could destroy a world.
In such an era, to dare take "Emperor" as his title, then achieve greatness and be buried in peace—his strength required no further explanation.
Following the workings of heaven's secrets, everyone eventually gathered at Heaven-Splitting Valley.
It was a massive valley stretching across the earth.