As the trees with faces wailed, the statues awoke, and the vortex formed overhead, the planet that was the emperor’s tomb was still covered with a terrifying storm. It was apocalyptic, like a heavenly punishment that caused the entire planet to tremble.1

Dammit, what bastard messed with the godwardings here??2

A person was currently seated cross-legged in a hide tent that offered protection from the wind. It was hard to say what beast the hide was from, but it allowed the tent to stand tall despite the storm. In fact, it kept the wind completely locked down in that specific area.0

Of course, the tent couldn’t lock down the heart of Fan Shishuang. As he sat in the tent, he gnashed his teeth and looked outside, his eyes glittering with apprehension. He had two main goals in this god domain. The first was to push his cultivation base to the great circle. The other was to hunt the beings that lived here. Both goals centered on the planet that was the emperor’s tomb. His clan had prepared long and hard for this event. And thus, as soon as he entered this god domain, he had rushed without stopping to this specific place.7

How could he have guessed that, as soon as he arrived, the entire planet would suddenly wake up? What was more, he still...0