"My teacher, you excel in both letters and arms, and your might in the Battle of Ning'an City shook the world. With your School of War Literary Platform, no one is better suited to the post of grand marshal." The Jing Lord looked up at Fang Yun, a faint plea in his voice.
"Alas... I," Fang Yun said after a few moments of thought, "am resigning to break through to Great Scholar, and I will also devote my full strength to reaching Half-Sage. Besides, I am going to Burial Saint Valley. Whether in the near term or the long term, I have no heart for affairs of state."
"You truly intend to go to Burial Saint Valley?" Sai Zhixue asked in utter astonishment.
Many officials present were equally astonished. Even those of lower Literary Rank, who knew little about Burial Saint Valley, had seen related information on the Discourse Ranking recently and knew it was extraordinarily perilous.
The Sacred Ruins, the Dragon Ascension Platform, the Metropolitan Graduate Hunting Ground, and all such places were dangerous, but over the ages, Burial Saint Valley had seen entire expeditions wiped out-and more than once.
After all, legend held that Burial Saint Valley was the burial ground of the sages, and the power of the sages within differed from what it had been when they were alive. Once, just one day after Burial Saint Valley opened, every member of every race inside had been annihilated!
Only after exhausting every means at their disposal had the sages of the Myriad Worlds deduced what happened: an Emperor Realm creature had awakened a complete set of Sacred Remains. That alone was not so terrifying. What was terrifying was that these Sacred Remains were controlled by an Ultimate Fiend's will. The moment they awakened, they regarded every living