Before long, Ming Yu and Ning Wanzhu had followed the Kongji Holy Lord through more than half of the Kongji Sacred Domain.
Strangely, magnificent buildings stood row upon row along the way, forming an exceedingly prosperous sight, yet there was not the slightest trace of life.
Other than the soldiers standing on either side of the streets in heavy silver armor, there was no sign of any living being.
Ning Wanzhu did not ask, but she vaguely guessed that the Kongji Sacred Domain's current state might be related to what the Kongji Holy Lord had just mentioned—that she had lost to the Dongming Holy Lord and "died" once.
They arrived at the core region of the Kongji Sacred Domain.
A black tower covered from top to bottom in pale golden runes rose into the air.
From afar, it had not appeared particularly conspicuous, but now that they were close, they could see dense runes covering the entire tower, forming an inscrutable and profound aura that filled it from top to bottom.
And its purpose...
Seemed to be "maintenance" and "repair."
Buzz—
The pale golden runes carved into the tower suddenly brightened.
The black surface of the tower seemed to melt, ripples visible to the naked eye spreading across it in rings.
An elderly man with a head of white hair slowly emerged from within. His eyes were entirely pure white, a rather horrifying sight.
Step by step, he approached the Kongji Holy Lord. His withered body swayed as though it might collapse at any moment, like an old machine on the verge of falling apart.
Yet Ming Yu and Ning Wanzhu had no thought of underestimating him.
This old man who had suddenly appeared and looked so miserable possessed strength equivalent to Dao Integration.
Though he was extremely weak and