Old Burial King was somewhat startled.
He knew the golden figure all too well.
Once rooted in the Burial Domain, mirroring the Taoist Fragments within, it was an existence not even he dared to provoke.
It wasn't that the golden figure was formidable,
but rather because of its origin.
It was a fragment of a top-tier behemoth.
Coated with immense karma, unfathomable, fear-inducing. Even kings should not lightly come into contact with it unless one thought themselves to have a fate resilient enough; otherwise, the wise would stay as far away as possible.
Unexpectedly, the First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm had mixed quite prosperously, having taken refuge under the Emperor after departing the Burial Domain early on.
Truly worthy of being a predecessor, with such a keen and ruthless insight!
"What good fortune, what good luck," the Old Burial King sighed lightly, his tone laced with a hint of envy and emotion.