"Hum... hum..." Entirely unaware of events in the Human Universe, the Eastern Emperor sat cross-legged, boundless Space-Time Runes interweaving and swirling around him.
His entire figure looked indistinct, as though he did not exist in this stretch of ancient history but had stepped out of the River of Time, bearing an immeasurably ancient aura weathered by countless ages.
He was incomparably solemn and sacred, his majesty inviolable.
Cultivation knew no passage of years. Over these years, while the Eastern Emperor immersed himself in arduous cultivation and comprehended the Great Dao, a thread of his thought piloted the Black Ancient Ship, continually crossing onward following that faint, inscrutable sense in his heart.
An indestructible, boundlessly vast Dam appeared faintly in the distance.
"Hmm? Am I finally almost back?"
An unknown length of time passed.
The Eastern Emperor, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed all along, slowly opened them.
Although his cultivation remained at the Immortal King Peak, the aura surrounding him had imperceptibly grown somewhat stronger.
He rose to his feet, his entire figure turning into a streak of light as he crossed one ruined Ancient Realm after another, bobbing and drifting with the waves, at astonishing speed.
After nearly a hundred years,
he finally reached an enduring, indestructible Dam and climbed onto it.
In the distance, two faint trails of footprints were clearly visible on the empty Dam, stretching all the way to the end of the black mist before finally disappearing.
Moreover, the footprints in the two trails differed in size.
They clearly belonged to different people.
"Footprints of Quasi-Immortal Emperors?"
The Eastern Emperor's eyes flickered.
Naturally, he knew where these two trails of footprints had come from.
One came from the Nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor of the Emperor's Fall Era, while the other belonged to the Desolate