Million Fire Crows, Three-Legged Golden Crow

"Don't worry, Martial Uncle. Just watch what I can do."

Ye Fan took out an ancient, unadorned Emperor jade and slowly stepped into Saint Cliff's aerial restriction formation. The Great Emperor Wushi's formation markings, which densely covered the entire void, actually began to retreat, leaving him completely unharmed.

"Just how many things is this brat hiding from me?"

The corner of Old Madman's mouth twitched slightly. He suddenly felt so tired.

"Brat, since you know how to avoid the Great Emperor's formation markings, you must already know which Great Emperor created this place, right?"

He took a deep breath and quickly stepped forward, repeatedly telling himself to stay calm.

"Great Emperor Wushi."

"So it really was him. Could the rumors be true—that Wushi once suppressed an ancient existence from before the Desolate Antiquity era, then sealed it beneath the land of the Eastern Wasteland?"

"Perhaps."

The two chatted as they walked, and their figures soon vanished into the entrance.

After crossing more than ten mountains, the two entered a valley, where a wave of heat immediately washed over them.

Between the steep cliff faces lay countless naturally formed ancient caves, densely packed like a honeycomb. Heavenly divine fire continuously spewed from within, scorching all things.

Even Undying Mountain, said to be imperishable and indestructible, showed signs of melting.

"Hm? That is Solar True Fire..."

Old Madman gave a soft cry and instinctively looked over.

One had to know that once cultivation reached the realm of ancient sages, one's Dao body became immune to water and fire, indestructible as diamond. Ordinary flames could hardly affect such beings.

More than two hundred thousand years ago, a massive cluster of ever-burning Solar True Fire had fallen from the sun above the Big Dipper Star Domain, striking the Eastern Wasteland.

Afterward, numerous factions had