"Wei Huang."
All the strange phenomena vanished in an instant, and the terrifying Grave Sheep disappeared as well. Only the enormous corpse within the cauldron remained, rotting and stinking, breeding transformations, forever seeking to swallow everything around it.
"The first Grave Sheep died young and reincarnated as Wei Huang."
Xu Xuan observed silently and gleaned something from it.
Back then, the Wei were one of the Hua Clans of the Central Plains. Whatever path they cultivated, it must have been far removed from a Qiang practice like "nurturing earth." Moreover, Wei Huang had killed his birth mother the moment he was born. It was already fortunate that they had not drowned him outright.
In his youth, this True Lord Wasteland's End had been chained inside a cave and raised like a beast. They had even cut out his tongue, fearing outsiders would learn of him. The Luo River lay within the royal domain, near the capital of Great Zhou. Furthermore, the Supreme Rites path had manifested in the world at the time. Any family that produced such a freak would have faced a genuine scandal. Keeping him alive all those years had already meant taking an enormous risk.
Seen in that light, it was understandable that this nurturing earth Golden Core had later severed ties with his clan.
Xu Xuan turned his attention back to the seal.
The cause of Nether Sheep's death was unclear. At least, Xu Xuan could not discern it, and history contained no record, as though it had been erased. According to what he had heard before, [True Lord Gu Sui of the Jiazi Years] had perished together with Nether Sheep.
The place of their fall lay in the Great Nether Wastes Wilds of Northern Red Cloud, where traces remained to this day.
Yet Gu Sui