Inside the Heavenly Palace.
It seemed that only a black-clad figure remained, standing within the river of immortal blood.
Yet he merely cast a casual glance over the battlefield. "Old Bull, have you found any traces?"
The black-clad man's voice was cold, carrying an innate indifference as he softly repeated, "Old Bull, have you found any traces?"
His gaze swept across all of Tiandi, as well as every stunned being of the Supreme Unity Immortal Court.
"Moo~" A bull's bellow came from nowhere in particular.
The black-clad man slowly raised his head toward an unknowable place, finally revealing his true appearance. It was Chen Xun. Upon hearing this, his eyes softened slightly. As long as they had found traces, things would be easier.
Just as he was about to take a step.
He paused for no apparent reason, unable to resist giving the interior layout of the Heavenly Palace another look. His gaze also passed over many ancient objects and structures.
Yet from beginning to end, Chen Xun had not exchanged a single word with any cultivator of the Supreme Unity Immortal Court. They did not know one another; they were complete strangers.
The Black Bull's bellow had come from the forbidden grounds of the Supreme Unity Heavenly Court. It was a vast Immortal Tomb, a mysterious tomb that seemed to exist beyond the Immortal Realm itself. Song Heng had once come here, and the Black Bull now stood beyond the edge of this immense Immortal Tomb.
Buzz.
Five-colored streams of light gathered from all directions of Tiandi, forming Chen Xun's figure. Surprise flashed through his eyes for an instant, and he gave a soft snort as he murmured, "...Quite lavish. Just as expected of you."
The Immortal Tomb was formed from top-grade Immortal Veins. They converged into mountain ranges,