Shi Hao and Qi Daolin

Cultivation knew no years.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

During that half year, many things happened in the Three Thousand Provinces. The greatest of them was naturally the rampant grave robbing—so rampant that people directly wiped out inherited powers first, then went to rob their graves.

There were even rumors that some of the grave robbers were no wandering cultivators at all, but disciples of great powers in disguise, or even major figures from great powers personally entering the fray.

From ancient times to the present, the Three Thousand Dao Provinces had given birth to countless terrifying beings, and each of those terrifying beings had left behind certain orthodoxies and inheritances. Some had declined, some had vanished, but no matter what, their tombs generally were not dug up.

First, grave robbing was something people looked down on. In the past, only a very small number of people would use excavating ancient ruins and exploring ancient civilizations as an excuse to rob tombs, then put the stolen treasures up for auction. Great powers were not short on money, so they would buy them.

Second, grave robbing carried risks. The more powerful the being, the more dangerous their tomb. Take Devil Island, for example. There was an Immortal Grave there. Who dared rob that?

For all sorts of reasons, grave robbing could only be done in the shadows. Yet now, because of certain beings, it had risen directly from the shadows into the open, drawing countless people to it like moths to a flame.

The cause of this was, on the one hand, that the burial goods in the underground tombs were far too abundant, and on the other, because a certain dog had directly announced the Dark Cataclysm, which had originally been known only to a