Thick fog filled the place, blocking sight and even Divine Sense. Its full extent was impossible to discern; only a corner of the scene within the mist was faintly visible.
Yet that glimpse alone was enough to horrify anyone and send a chill through their body.
Corpses lay strewn about. Some wore tattered, impossibly ancient garments, as though they had come from savage antiquity; others looked little different from people of the present age.
The bodies were ruined. Most had rotted and warped, their flesh showing all manner of eerie changes. Corroded through, they gave off boundless deathly energy.
Foul blood trickled like veins across the earth. Severed limbs lay everywhere, and parts of some corpses from different beings had decayed and fused together.
Humanoid creatures and all manner of strange beings had been dumped here in a mass grave.
A chill wind blew through the heavy mist. There was no sign of life.
Every eerie phenomenon imaginable had appeared here, along with countless illusions.
This was a paradise for corpses, the Burial Ground of the Heavens.
The bodies came from different eras, worlds, and ages. Some had fallen prey to the Weird Race; others had been collected by it.
None whose corpse had come here had been weak in life. Every one of them had been a renowned Peerless Powerhouse.
The Immortal King's Corpses were everywhere. There were Quasi-Immortal Emperors too, and even the corpses of Heavenly Emperors from ancient ages.
This was the Heavenly Emperor Burial Pit, a place of great peril whose very name made the true powerhouses of the Heavens and All Realms turn pale. It was eerie beyond measure.
Eerie mist shrouded the burial pit, concealing its full extent.
But beyond the corpses strewn across the ground and the uncanny sights, something else surely lurked