Five Elements Cultivator of the Desolate Heaven Domain

"Moo?!"

Big Black Ox turned its head and stared at Chen Xun in confusion.

Chen Xun smiled faintly. "There's something strange inside this mountain. Let's go in and take a look."

"Moo!" Big Black Ox nodded lightly and followed at Chen Xun's side.

Deep within the mountain, they discovered that there was actually a cave abode inside, with the decayed aura of an array emanating from outside it.

The worn stone pillars at the entrance and the mottled bluestone floor showed the ravages it had endured, revealing the desolation of a place left unattended for countless years.

The cave abode was exceedingly simple. Aside from several stone tables and chairs, there was nothing else.

Yet on the ground at its center sat a figure cross-legged, like a statue, utterly motionless. Even after countless years, he still exuded a faint pressure.

The man and ox immediately became vigilant and slowly approached.

The man appeared middle-aged. He wore a Purple Cloud Pattern Daoist Robe and a jade crown, with handsome features and an extraordinary bearing.

His eyes were shut as he sat cross-legged on the spot, as though asleep. Silent and still, he had long since lost all life.

Yet this man's brows were tightly furrowed, and two tear tracks that could never be wiped away remained on his face, exceptionally conspicuous.

He was presumably the owner of this cave abode. He had secluded himself here to cultivate, only to fail to break through his bottleneck and meet Death and Dao Dissipation. However, it was now impossible to tell what realm of cultivation he had once possessed.

It was common for a cultivator's powerful body to remain uncorrupted for tens of thousands of years. If they did not prepare a grand tomb and instead died in meditation in some wilderness, their corpse