They were blue-green all over. Some had scarcely any luster and were extremely dull, while others still shimmered with a layer of clear radiance. Every piece bore an ancient, weathered air; who knew how many tens of thousands of years they had endured?
This was a ruler, forged from the most mysterious feathered green gold, an immortal material as renowned as phoenix blood red gold and immortal tear green gold.
"The Demon Emperor Ruler?" The Eastern Emperor's eyes shone, and he smiled.
He put it away directly.
Rumble... He noticed surging dragon qi and a pervasive medicinal fragrance in the distance.
The Eastern Emperor hurried over without hesitation. He knew very well that the greatest fortune in this emperor's tomb was those broken sections of the Demon Emperor Ruler.
There was no Demon Emperor Scripture here. At most, a legacy had been left behind by Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing's former mount, a pureblood Dragon Horse that had most likely become someone on the verge of attaining the Dao.
But he had not brought that Dragon Horse here, so he certainly would not obtain it.
The Demon Emperor's body was not here, either, but had been left on the Road to Immortality.
As for anything else, at most, the long passage of time had nurtured quite a few Ancient Medicine Kings of astonishing age here.
The turbid yellow river of the underworld twisted through countless bends, flowing through this mountain range and many parts of the ancient domain, traversing the entire mausoleum.
Calling it a great tomb was not quite enough. This was a real world complete with mountains, rivers, and all manner of things, with ancient medicines rooted in cracks between rocks and great mountains towering above the clouds...
"Aooo!" A long howl rang out. Heart-rending roars came from upstream