The Mysterious Gray Fog Enveloping the Continent

As the flames in the furnace grew ever fiercer, the Immortal Emperor's corpse being incinerated within gradually began to change. What had looked as though it were merely asleep suddenly developed black marks. It was as if some balance within the corpse had been shattered; wisps of black qi continuously seeped out. Its once peaceful, serene face gradually twisted into a savage grimace, while its skin withered away bit by bit, as though a corpse transformation were about to occur.

At one moment, an inhuman growl suddenly rang out from inside the furnace.

Hearing that growl, Lin Cheng's expression shifted slightly. Little Black beside him sprang up at once, its fur standing on end as it stared at the enormous furnace with frightened eyes full of fear and wariness. Only when it found that there were merely a few muffled roars, with no further movement, did Little Black gradually relax somewhat—though its gaze remained fixed vigilantly on the furnace.

"Corpse transformation!?" Little Black slowly exhaled, its tone grave.

Lin Cheng did not understand what had happened either, but it seemed that the power carried by the Primeval Pearl itself was incomparably mighty. Even with some unforeseen change, everything remained under control overall. Yet as time passed, the roars from the furnace became increasingly frequent, stirring a faint unease in their hearts.

At the same time.

As the Immortal Emperor's corpse was burned, wisps of black qi were enveloped and refined by the roiling flames, which resembled liquid gold. Every thread of black qi that vanished gave rise to a vast amount of providence power, like surging golden dragons of providence that roared out and crashed directly into the Immortal-Slaying Ancient Array.

The providence power throughout the Crouching Dragon Mountain clan grounds suddenly began to soar.

Every wisp of black qi