As he gazed at the vast, ancient script on the stone stele, an ancient, sacred aura radiated from it, echoing throughout this Great Thousand World.
Ye Tian was certain he had come to the right place.
When he saw the word "burial," a vague idea had formed in his mind, though he could not yet be sure.
Watching Ye Tian skip about with boundless energy, Yao Xi became utterly certain that she alone could feel the oppressive pressure of this decaying aura.
As for her little husband, he was undoubtedly extraordinary. Perhaps he harbored some great secret.
At the very least, he must have a treasure bestowed by the God Emperor protecting him.
In fact... Yao Xi's guess was not far off.
Ye Tian already possessed countless treasures, piled like mountains inside his system space. However, none had been manifested to ward off these decaying auras.
As he was the God Emperor's Son, on his sixth birthday, Ye Junlin had placed three wisps of God Emperor Aura within Ye Tian as a precaution against unforeseen danger.
At a critical moment, they could protect his son in his stead.
Moreover, these were all genuine wisps of Imperial Aura, incomparable and unrivaled throughout the world.
Under all of heaven, only Ye Tian possessed them. With God Emperor Aura standing guard, any harmful aura in the world hoping to approach Ye Tian was no different from a fool dreaming the impossible.
"Big Sister Yao Xi, come look!"
"So this is why it's called the Gods’ Burial Ground."
Just then, Ye Tian's childish voice called out to Yao Xi.
With graceful steps, Yao Xi approached the stone stele.
Only then did she discover an explanation beneath the large words "Gods’ Burial Ground."
Her brows knitted slightly as she read through it, and only then