Taihuang Sword, Jiuli Diagram

"Dream-grade divine marrow really exists."

"We disturbed a supreme being and brought disaster upon ourselves. Run!"

Many living fossils wailed and screamed as they fled at top speed.

"You dared disturb the slumber of my clan's immortal emperor. You deserve death!"

The one-foot jade figure standing atop the ancient chariot, surrounded by one hundred and eight divine halos, paused slightly upon seeing several thousand cultivators gathered here before roaring once more.

"An immortal emperor of the Central Plains? Which ancient great emperor is sleeping here..."

The crowd cried out in alarm, causing a commotion.

The number of those who had attained the Dao throughout the Big Dipper's ancient star domain had always been fixed.

Though the Five Regions held countless legends of ancient great emperors, many overlapped. Some ancient emperor had merely lived a second life and was, in truth, the same person. Count them all, and there were only those few.

Yet the million Qinling Mountains had inexplicably gained another sleeping immortal emperor of unknown origin.

Judging from its words, this ancient great emperor seemed to still be alive?

Heavens above, this could not be real.

In the post-Desolate Antiquity era—more precisely, over the past hundred thousand years—

Only one person beneath this starry sky had attained the Dao: Green Emperor, the supreme emperor of the Eastern Wasteland's demon race. He had perished more than ten thousand years ago, and since then, there had been no more great emperors in the world.

If a living contemporary emperor truly slumbered within the Qinling Mountains of the Central Plains, an imperial giant unfriendly toward humanity, it would be an unprecedented calamity.

The balance of power would be reshuffled, and countless living beings would perish.

Unfortunately, there was no time for anyone to think further.

That one-foot-tall figure, whose cultivation was about