NOVPUBAt that moment in the True Fate World, the sword tip that Xu Zimei had obtained earlier was suspended in midair.
It had been eroded by evil energy and could no longer be used.
Xu Zimei was not afraid, though; in this world, there was nothing that surpassed the purification ability of his True Fate World’s Pure Moon Altar.
The sub altar he had obtained in the Myriad Beasts Sect had, with the blessing of the True Fate World, grown to be no less than the main altar itself.
He placed the sword tip of the True Divine Sword into the Pure Moon Altar for purification and then ceased to bother with it.
Afterward, Xu Zimei and Bai Meng walked onward together.
The mist was about to clear, and they hadn’t encountered any attacks from the mummified corpses along the way.
Finally, the two emerged from the mist, and Xu Zimei was utterly shocked by the sight that met his eyes.
It was a mountain that was not too small.
Looking down from the peak of the mountain, it was covered in dense piles of bones.
The bones encircled all four sides of the mountain.
It was impossible to count how many thousands there were.
The scene was incredibly awe-striking, with bones laid out from the top of the peak all the way down to the base of the mountain, continuing for hundreds of miles.
These bones had been eroded by time, day after day, month after month.
Some had become so fragile that they would completely shatter into pieces with a gentle step from Xu Zimei.
Then there were other bones, thoroughly dried by the Mad Wind, which were whisked away into the air with the blowing gales.
The bones were of various colors.
While most were white, there were also golden, purple, and black bones.
And the sizes of the bones varied greatly, from as small as a few tens of centimeters to as tall as a kilometer.
All kinds of species had gathered here, embodying the diversity of creatures from that time.
The skeletons lay dormant on this land, undisturbed for millions of years.
They had merged with death and silence.
These bones strewn across the hills and dales seemed to narrate the ferocity of the battle that once took place.
Along with the skeletons, the weapons they once bore lay dormant as well.
All sorts of weapons and treasures had fallen upon this land.
Among them were some Great Emperor’s True Artifacts.
"Truly a glorious demise," Xu Zimei remarked as he walked on the ground, feeling moved.
"This is nothing," said Bai Meng after a slight pause.
"Master, the battle we fought back then was much more tragic than this."
Xu Zimei did not reply. He stepped on the bones, making his way toward the top of the mountain.
Although it was somewhat cruel, he had to acknowledge that these skeletons were witnesses to the glory that the Great Emperor of the Three Blades bore when he carried out his destiny.
There were many weapons under the skeletons, but Xu Zimei was too lazy to pick them up.
Many weapons had lost their divinity to the erosive passage of time.
When he reached halfway up the mountain, Xu Zimei’s attention was caught by a chain made of iron.
This chain was a Great Emperor’s True Artifact.
It was somewhat unbelievable, as Xu Zimei had heard of this chain before.
"Binding Immortal Lock!"
This was the weapon that the Heaven Wasteland Great Emperor had borne when carrying out his destiny.
Of course, the real Binding Immortal Lock was naturally taken to the Upper Realm by the Heaven Wasteland Great Emperor.
The so-called Great Emperor’s True Artifacts of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect were nothing more than replicas created before the Great Emperor ascended, based on his Innate True Weapon.
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Legends say that, a long time ago, the True Martial Holy Sect was the first to bear the destiny.
It was during the dawn of the Era of Emperors.
A sacred beast emerged between the heavens and the earth.
Its name was Yang.
When the Era of Emperors just began, the world was enveloped in a misty aura.
This sacred beast named Yang fed on this misty aura.
Latter, as the misty aura gradually dissipated,
Yang, with its indomitable spirit, chose to end its life by crashing into Heaven Wasteland Mountain.
After its death, its body transformed into a chain.
Later, a tribe known as the Huan appeared on Heaven Wasteland Mountain.
The chains that had transformed became the treasured relic of the Huan Clan.
The Heaven Wasteland Great Emperor was precisely from the Huan Clan.
Even as a youth, he was recognized by these Divine Chains.
The chains accompanied him as he grew, and eventually they became his Innate True Weapon.
It was later named the "Binding Immortal Lock!"
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Xu Zimei looked at the Great Emperor’s True Artifact in his hand and then glanced at the skeleton under his feet.
It seemed this was also a Saint Heir of the Huan Clan, who failed to carry out his Destiny and ultimately perished.
The chain he held was only one meter long and divided in the middle.
One half black, the other half white.
It was as if yin and yang were breaking through the dawn.
In his hand, one half was hot, the other ice cold.
It felt slightly heavy.
Xu Zimei knew that this was merely the appearance of the Great Emperor’s True Artifact.
Once the Binding Immortal Lock was deployed, it could extend endlessly.
In a sense, it could bind all things in the world.
Of course, whether one could break free or not depended on the creature being bound.
Even the Binding Immortal Lock has some damage after the long time spent at Annihilation Ridge.
Xu Zimei placed it within the Pure Moon Altar to gradually recuperate, which shouldn’t pose a problem.
After putting away the Binding Immortal Lock, Xu Zimei continued his journey to the mountain’s peak.
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Gentle breezes swirled around the summit, where strange rocks stood jaggedly.
The area was fairly expansive.
A few lonely trees grew here and there.
A waterfall cascaded down from the top of the mountain.
It had a grandeur as if it were flying straight down from three thousand feet.
At this moment, two people were already standing at the top of the mountain.
These two were none other than Elder Tianzhen and Lu Ang.
"The artifacts left by our ancestors are really useful," Lu Ang said with feeling.
He looked at the light black robe he wore on his body.
This was left by The Great Emperor of the Three Blades. As long as one wore this robe, they could merge with the Qi of Annihilation from Annihilation Ridge.
And deceive the senses of all beings.
This was also the reason why the two managed to arrive here first.
"Master, is this the Sealing Ground?" Lu Ang asked curiously.
He looked around the summit but saw nothing particularly unusual.
Elder Tianzhen nodded slightly, his brow furrowing as he approached the few trees growing at the top.
The trees had already begun to wither.
The leaves were turning yellow and probably wouldn’t last much longer.
"That shouldn’t be the case. With the existence of the formation, the trees should be thriving," said Elder Tianzhen under his breath.
He then took out a talisman from his Storage Ring.
The talisman was a dark yellow color, covered with strange and mysterious patterns drawn in black.
Elder Tianzhen slowly attached the talisman to the trunk of the tree.
At that moment, a beam of golden light shot towards the sky; the tree itself was a vessel.
The golden light soared into the clouds, a magnificent display.
Masses of Spiritual Energy dispelled all fog, reaching directly to the Firmament on the Other Shore.
On the summit, five golden patterns in the form of a pentagram began to emerge on the ground.
Each of the five patterns was distinct.
Interwoven, the golden patterns were connected by lines, reflecting the image of the pentagram.
In the blank central space of the pentagram, a pitch-black cage slowly rose from the ground.
This cage had originally been concealed within the void.
And now, it had fully manifested!
