“So it was actually the Thirteen Ming Tombs… Wei Zhongxian… when you spoke to me back then, did you already know earlier that I would cultivate the Eternal Alchemy Canon? In that case… did those two emperors know that I would go make a trip sooner or later, as well?”

Boom! At this time, the image in his mind instantly became crimson-red!

Swoosh… Upon reaching this point, the image cut off.

Xu Yangyi opened his eyes and gazed at the ceiling in a trance.

“The Thirteen Ming Tombs again… The Animus Armament’s final secret is related to what Ming Guangzong ultimately discovered. The secret that drew the Xuan-Yuan Sword’s attack… In addition to the Vermilion Bird Fire… Ming Guangzong actually took everything into his tomb…”

He was somewhat lost in thought. If he was a mortal, how could he know that there were so many things hidden below the world’s facade of splendor and beauty?

The cultivation world… was simply so magnificent that it left him fascinated.

Without warning, his left hand unleashed a swath of black light! Afterwards, the shortsword, the Animus Armament’s incarnation, flew out beyond his control. Crackling sounds came from the entire length of the pitch-black shortsword. Several seconds later, an image of Tai Sui unexpectedly took shape on the blade.

“Tai Sui…” Xu Yangyi gingerly picked up the sword, his face heavy like water. “The Vermilion Bird Fire…” [1]

“Could there be...