Grave of the Honored—Mother of the Dragon Emperor Sword Saint Dugu Nan!
In just one hour, several gravestones stood atop South Peak, billions of cultivators either on the ground or standing in the boundless void, all gazing upon the myriad happenings on South Peak.
The silhouette quietly kneeled before the gravestone, wordless for a long time, unmoving, until snow covered the fresh earth, burying the shoulders, wrapping the entire South Peak in silver, as if a thousand years or ten thousand years had passed.
Countless strong ones from the Hundred Broken Mountain Range stood silently in all directions, yet no one dared to speak.
Now that the undying elder has appeared, it can be said that no one in this world can move that young man, indicating that a Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul monster is about to emerge.
Thinking this, billions of cultivators breathlessly reacted, some fearful, some excited, some with tears in their eyes.
