Shi Hao appeared again and found Ji Hao and Liu Shen. He now had quite a few ornaments on his head: the God-Striking Stone was tied to one side, while the Little Pagoda was wrapped around the other.
He took out the Little Pagoda entwined in his hair and asked Ji Hao and Liu Shen about its origins.
The Little Pagoda was barely an inch tall, crystalline and dazzling, gleaming brilliantly at a glance. It was clearly extraordinary.
One could vaguely hear the sound of the Great Dao echoing within it. A pagoda itself was one of the forms closest to the Great Dao.
"This pagoda has appeared again..." Liu Shen stared at the Little Pagoda for a long while before slowly speaking.
Ji Hao's gaze grew solemn as he stared at the Little Pagoda, ripples stirring in his heart. This Little Pagoda was anything but ordinary.
Its history could even be traced back to the Emperor Fall Era. It had once joined a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, who had left faint footprints in the Sea of Boundaries, in battling three Quasi-Immortal Emperors. In the end, it had collapsed and scattered across various places.
It was suspected to have been the weapon held in that being's palm. The pagoda had nine tiers and ranked among the weapons of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. Unfortunately, its master had been pierced through the skull by a spear, while its complete Dao Principles had also been shattered. It was no longer at its peak, and its body had scattered apart. Even gathering all nine tiers of the Nine-Tiered Immortal Pagoda might not restore it to its former glory.
The current Little Pagoda was merely a remnant, with only a few tiers remaining. Two more tiers were in the hands of the Yin Yang Daoist in the Upper