Within Kunlun Mountain lay a scrap of bloodstained clothing, guarded by chaotic energy. This was the Empress's handiwork, still imperishable after more than two hundred thousand years. Beside it stood a monument, gleaming brilliantly.
The stone monument had been refined from a star. It shimmered with silver radiance, shining from ancient times to the present, and bore the Dao marks of Ruthless. Boundless chaos wreathed it, protecting everything here. It was equivalent to a Great Emperor's forbidden artifact, yet no one dared touch it.
"I'm going to die... but what will happen to my little sister?"
A voice filled with despair, desolation, and helplessness rang out. The bloodstained clothing fluttered, and scenes unfolded like a painted scroll, like history replaying itself, brought back into the world by the Empress's mighty power.
The past resurfaced. Divine blood, demon blood, Buddha blood... each was poured over that Immortal Cauldron in turn. Finally, it was the sacred blood's turn.
The Ascension Stone Embryo sensed something. A strand of divine sense traced backward, reconstructing the truth of that year. He mused, "Blood sacrifice. What a base method. It truly has been passed down through one unbroken line, unchanged from the Mythical Era to this day."
"Fellow Daoist Yuhua, you weren't the one who passed down this method of blood sacrifice?" The Supreme Beings were somewhat surprised. They had always assumed that even if Emperor Yuhua had not participated in the affair of the Immortal-Ascension Cauldron, he had at least imparted Dao methods and become entangled in its causality. That was why he feared the Empress settling accounts.
Helpless, Emperor Yuhua stressed once again that he had not founded the Eternal Ascension Dynasty. Although he bore the title Emperor Yuhua, he was not its founding ancestor.
The Eternal Ascension Dynasty had its own inheritances from