Dao Burial Sea Mound. 0

This name alone gave an ominous and eerie feeling. 0

Stepping into its depths was like entering hell itself. Black mist choked the air, countless restless souls lurked in the shadows, and every corner was filled with scenes of despair that could shatter the will of even the strongest cultivators. 0

This place was vast, and the deeper one ventured, the thicker and more suffocating the black mist became.0

Lin Xun’s true body pressed forward, and at last, he escaped the encirclement of the Emperor wraiths and arrived at the central area of the Dao Burial Sea Mound. 0

Here, only a single dao altar, spanning ten thousand feet, floated eerily above the sea. Arranged in the Nine Palaces Formation, the altar emanated an ancient, timeworn aura. Its surface was stained deep with blood. 0

When Lin Xun arrived, he found the area around the altar already surrounded by terrifying Emperor wraiths. 0

Among them were Kunpeng skeletons as huge as floating continents and towering figures clad in ancient armor, their bodies shrouded in billowing black mist. Some were mangled corpses crackling with black lightning, and some were giant birds with skeletal wings white as bone, exuding a monstrous demonic qi.0

Each of them radiated overwhelming power...0