Jiang Zhu settled the two enormous cocoons in the Burial Ground of Gods and Ghosts. At this crucial moment, the two ferocious beasts needed time to temper their bloodlines and pursue deeper Dao enlightenment.
"A Divine Light Platform?" While clearing the battlefield, he discovered a formation platform on Mopu that could transport people along the ancient road.
"Since you delivered this to me, it seems it's time to meet the Saint Spirit Race's geniuses of this generation!" Light flickered in Jiang Zhu's eyes as he stroked the Divine Light Platform.
After clearing the battlefield, Jiang Zhu went to a quiet stretch of starry space to undergo his tribulation. Having cultivated with the powers of life and death in the Burial Ground of Gods and Ghosts, he crossed three minor stages in succession and reached the Seventh Heaven of the Saint Realm.
Afterward, he returned to the Tenth City with the two sacred beasts that had emerged from their cocoons and informed the Reception Envoy about the Burial Ground of Gods and Ghosts.
Deep within the Reception Envoy's residence in the Human Clan's Tenth City.
Inside a secluded chamber, the Reception Envoy's hazy figure sat cross-legged on an ancient rush cushion, his aura as deep as the sea.
When Jiang Zhu calmly finished recounting what he had seen in the Burial Ground of Gods and Ghosts deep within Great Moon Slope, particularly the iceberg, the Demon Well, and the traces of the Saint Spirit Lineage, the air inside the chamber seemed to freeze.
"The Burial Ground of Gods and Ghosts... ruins from the Mythological Era... the Saint Spirit Race..." A tremor he could barely conceal entered the Reception Envoy's voice.
He abruptly raised his head. His gaze, shrouded in mist, suddenly became as sharp as lightning, seeming to pierce space and