When no being Above Sacrificial Dao appeared, the Plateau's will was the strongest force in this world, far surpassing Sacrificial Dao in power and stature.
But it was not a true living being. It had severe limitations; the Plateau was both the source of its strength and its downfall.
There were things it could not do itself.
That did not matter. The entire Weird Race could do them for it, acting on its behalf and easing its burdens.
And now, upon awakening for the second time, that was exactly what it did.
When Origin had not appeared, the Plateau's will was the Weird Race's true ruler. Every Weird Living Being had to obey its commands; none could defy it.
The will had its limits, but the Weird Race lay outside them.
Deep within the Calamity Land, at the far end of the Plateau, ancient syllables rang out, making hair stand on end.
Those sounds seemed to come from before the creation of heaven and earth, to have arisen from boundless chaos. They struck awe into every living being; beneath them, all things were born and perished.
The weird Plateau was a place of unfathomable mystery: the Weird Race's Ancestral Land, the Origin of the unknown.
Even Weird Immortal Emperors knew little of the Plateau, let alone the beings of the Myriad Worlds. It was among the most mysterious things in all heaven and earth.
But at that moment, the Plateau... split open.
One figure after another emerged from the crack and stepped into the present world.
Some were as withered as dead wood. Black Blood ran over the entire bodies of others. Each bore a different mark of the weird, much like the Weird Immortal Emperors, yet they were stranger and more horrifying still.
Five figures emerged in all.
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