Chapter 276

"There are so many ancient lands, the Great Desolation is so vast, yet I have not given up; even if I must dig through every deadly abyss under heaven and unearth every ancient grand tomb, I will find you!"

That Daoist Priest was still wailing loudly, sobbing with deep emotion, carrying regrets spanning ten thousand ages, grieving for a departed old friend...

He wore a loose Daoist robe woven from supreme immortal metal, yet now it was torn and stained with blood.

Clearly, he had undergone a bloody battle.

Shi Hao looked at this person, feeling an unaccountable sorrow.

Could it be that I have truly perished?

Is someone searching for me like this?

At this moment, another voice was heard: "Master, we have already partially excavated several underground fierce tombs from epochs ago; continuing like this is no solution. That person vanished too long ago to be verified or sought; where exactly they are buried is utterly impossible to guess! Master, we must leave; the enemy is approaching, we must go fight and cannot always indulge in the past."

The one who seemed to be a disciple advised thus.

However, that fat Daoist Priest angrily retorted: "What do you know? If my brother were still alive, many things... Do you know of the darkest years in history? Do you know of the Great Reckoning spanning several epochs? You... know nothing!"

"Master, don't you also not know?"

The disciple sighed: "Regarding that era, it was too chaotic; no one in later generations can explain it clearly; it is all just rumor!"

"You must know, everyone says something different; to this day, there is no conclusion!"

"Some say someone raised a flock of phoenixes, treating them like chickens, waiting every day to eat phoenix eggs..."

"Some say an ancient corpse that traversed several epochs has been floating in the universe all along..."

"Some say the Burial Lord is sealed within a broken clay jar underground..."

"Invincible ancient lifeforms sealed separately within six immortal medicines..."

"Some say there exists a terrifying great realm as vast as the Immortal Domain..."

"Some say one must abandon everything to cross the sea and reach the other shore..."

"Some say there are beings whose flesh and blood can transform into immortal butterflies even after death, gracefully roaming through various realms, their lingering thoughts undispersed, wandering through the ancient river of time..."

"Some say within the most ancient temple of the Primordial Era, a person who had been sitting motionless finally opened their eyes..."

As the disciple spoke, he sighed: "Master, do you not feel these are tales from fiction novels? These people, these events—if even one were true, it would be inconceivable! Can such words be believed? Moreover, what is most outrageous is... Master, you even said these matters are merely a small wave in that dark era! Heavens, then what constitutes a great wave, a grand spectacle? I truly cannot imagine it, nor dare I imagine it..."

"You dare doubt this Daoist? You little rascal!" That Daoist Priest slapped with a crisp sound, as if striking the disciple's face!

That disciple muttered: "Among so many legends, only the Bronze Coffin of Three Eras remains, something we can see with our own eyes. Besides that, Anlan and Yu Tuo are also known. As for the rest, there is truly no evidence."

The master and disciple continued their conversation...

Shi Hao stared blankly, until this very moment...

"Cao Yusheng!" Shi Hao roared loudly, shouting toward that ancient river!

"Who?" Suddenly, that fat Daoist Priest appeared, as if sensing something!