The Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor silently watched these present-day beings.
Still human cultivators.
How many years has it been since he saw the human race of the present world? This stirred waves in his heart, and his gaze grew complex, lost in thought.
"The Taichu Forbidden Land, no one has ever survived from ancient times..."
"There are great opportunities here. As long as we obtain an Immortal Tribulation Grass, we can recreate the immortal foundation, rebuild the sect, and avenge many fallen comrades..."
In the crowd, a young man with a square face transmitted his voice.
They had sacrificed so much for today, and with no retreat behind them, they could only fight to the death, placing all their hopes on the ancient records of their sect.
Many years ago, an ancestor master of their sect had seen the legendary Immortal Tribulation Grass here.
