The tombstones of over a hundred True Monarchs gathered together...
What a terrifying, oppressive, and heavy sight this was!
Every tombstone represented a Supreme Being who once stood at the peak of the Profound Yellow, a glorious and dazzling Dao that once suppressed an entire era! But now, they had all been reduced to these cold stone monuments before his eyes, quietly narrating a silent death and finality.
A terrifying atmosphere—a mixture of solemn tragedy, unwillingness, anger, despair, and an eternal, dense aura of death—permeated every inch of the void in the stone forest like a tangible mire.
Even with Qi Yun's current state of mind and Cultivation, he felt an inexplicable sense of heaviness and icy cold.
