In the Vast Sea Demonic Land stood the Demon Emperor's Burial Mound.
Bai Di sat upon the Five-Colored Lotus Platform, a lustrous pearl in his hand. Divine light rippled around him, constantly taking the forms of auspicious omens.
Before him, within the Burial Mound, lay a colossal "mountain" that stretched a hundred li across and rose straight into the clouds.
Gray-black vegetation grew across it, though great swaths of its surface lay bare.
Yet from high enough above, one could see that this mountain-shaped giant was, in truth, an enormous gray hound lying flat against the ground.
Now, with every heavy, powerful beat of his heart, his life force seeped bit by bit into the entire space of the Burial Mound.
Ever since the Azure Flame Demon Venerable lost to Nie Wuchen in their last battle in the Otherworldly Realm, he had been ready to die and had begun searching for his final resting place.
He had given the Myriad Corpses Demon Lord the first chance. Unfortunately, the latter had been too suspicious to seize it.
Then he had sought out the Ghostly Soul Demon Venerable. He had thought this great demon, a master of assassination, would take his life. Instead, to his surprise, the Ghostly Soul Demon Venerable had delivered him straight to Bai Di.
At first, the Azure Flame Demon Venerable had not understood why the Ghostly Soul Demon Venerable would make such a choice.
But after learning of Bai Di's plans for the future, his heart had been greatly comforted, and he had gladly accepted the Demonic Path Young Master's arrangement.
As a great demon who had roamed the world of Azure Waves for a thousand years, he could still give his strength to the great cause of the Demonic Dao in his final moments. He would