Five-Elements Cultivator of the Desolate Heaven Domain

"Moo?!"

Black Bull turned his head and stared at Chen Xun in confusion.

Chen Xun smiled faintly and said, "There's something strange inside this mountain. Come on, let's go in and take a look."

"Moo!" Black Bull nodded lightly and followed at Chen Xun's side.

Deep within the mountain, they discovered that there was actually a cave dwelling inside, with the decayed aura of an array emanating from its exterior.

The worn stone pillars by the entrance and the mottled bluestone floor spoke of countless years of weathering, revealing the desolation of a place left unattended for ages.

The cave dwelling was exceedingly simple. Other than several stone tables and chairs, there was nothing else.

Yet on the ground in the center sat a figure cross-legged, like a statue, utterly motionless. Even after countless years, he still exuded a faint pressure.

The man and bull immediately grew wary and slowly approached.

The man appeared middle-aged. He wore a purple Daoist robe embroidered with cloud patterns and a jade crown, with handsome features and an extraordinary bearing.

His eyes were shut as he sat cross-legged where he was, as though asleep. He made no sound and had long since lost all signs of life.

Yet his brows were tightly furrowed, and two tear tracks that could not be brushed away remained on his face, exceptionally conspicuous.

This man was presumably the owner of the cave dwelling. He had secluded himself here to cultivate, only to fail to break through his bottleneck and perish, his Dao fading away. By now, however, it was impossible to tell what realm he had once reached.

It was common for cultivators' powerful bodies to remain uncorrupted for tens of thousands of years. If they did not prepare a Great Tomb and instead passed away in the