Emperor Mountain.
At the end of Emperor Road, where the Emperor Positions lay, countless golden mists shrouded the towering, majestic mountain that rose a hundred thousand feet high.
Until the Emperor Positions fully manifested, these golden mists would not disperse, and no one else could enter Emperor Mountain.
Yet today, as though sensing something, the golden mists began to churn.
Ten thousand miles from Emperor Mountain, over a hundred ancient powerhouses slowly approached, dragging a massive coffin nearly half stained blood-red.
It was the Emperor-Burying Coffin!
The Emperor-Burying Coffin's arrival at Emperor Mountain caused the golden mists around its perimeter to churn, and a strange fluctuation spread outward.
The Emperor-Class cultivators within Emperor Road all noticed this as well. They turned their gazes toward Emperor Mountain, deeply curious about how events would unfold.
"There are no living beings within a hundred thousand miles of Emperor Mountain. If the Emperor-Burying Coffin wants to absorb the energy of living beings, why would it come here?!"
"Could the Emperor-Burying Coffin be trying to enter Emperor Mountain?"
"Does the Emperor-Burying Coffin have a consciousness of its own?"
"This ominous thing is truly bizarre and unfathomable. Who knows who is buried inside?"
While the Emperor-Class cultivators discussed among themselves, the hundred-odd ancient powerhouses bound by the Emperor-Burying Coffin seemed to receive some command. They shouted in unison, channeled the Spiritual Power and Emperor Qi within their bodies, and struck at Emperor Mountain.
Over a hundred terrifying streams of energy struck the golden mists and exploded with a thunderous boom. The tremendous impact made the entire mountain shudder.
Through the scattering mists, everyone could vaguely glimpse parts of Emperor Mountain.
The magnificent Emperor Mountain stood upon the earth, countless Dao Patterns encircling its entirety. At its summit stood several elevated platforms that seemed built from gold