The first light of dawn crept over Endless Bone Mountain like pale silver spilling across an ancient battlefield that had forgotten the meaning of life, while endless ridges of white skeletons stretched beyond the horizon beneath drifting black mist and weathered stone stairways climbed toward a colossal mountain hidden behind layers of silence older than recorded history. Every step taken by the Gu Clan expedition echoed through the valley with unsettling clarity because neither birds nor spirit beasts dared disturb this forbidden land, and the quiet itself seemed to breathe with an invisible will that watched every living soul daring to trespass upon the domain of forgotten immortals.Gu Tian stood at the front of the expedition with the World Compass hovering quietly beside his shoulder, its Emperor-grade runes revolving like miniature constellations while faint golden threads stretched toward the summit of the mountain as though answering an ancient summons hidden beyon

The ancient doors of the Hall of Eternal Kings closed behind the Gu Clan with a deep thunderous echo that rolled through the endless corridors of the Immortal Tomb, while the final ray of daylight vanished beyond the cracks in the stone and left only the pale radiance of ghostly emerald flames dancing upon towering pillars carved from the bones of forgotten dragons whose silent skulls seemed to watch every newcomer with hollow eyes that remembered an age when emperors still ruled the heavens.Each measured footstep stirred countless years of untouched dust across the polished black floor, yet no sound lingered for long because the overwhelming Death Qi, known in ancient records as Si Qi, swallowed every whisper as though the hall itself possessed a breathing soul, and even the bravest cultivators of the Eternal Gu Clan found their shoulders growing heavier beneath an invisible pressure that did not merely weigh upon flesh but reached directly toward their Linghai, testing t

The moment Gu Tian accepted the Bone Emperor's challenge, the Hall of Eternal Kings dissolved into countless drifting particles of pale light that rose like ancient souls returning to the heavens, while the vast throne hall melted into an endless battlefield where shattered mountains, broken imperial banners, and rivers stained by forgotten wars stretched beyond the horizon beneath a sky fractured by enormous cracks through which dim starlight bled into the dying world.Ancient battle cries echoed from every direction as phantom armies clothed in weathered armor charged across the ruined plains without fear or hesitation, and every clash of sword against spear carried the weight of ten thousand years because these warriors were not mere illusions but lingering memories preserved by the Emperor's Dao that refused to disappear even after history itself had crumbled into dust.Gu Tian stood alone at the center of that endless battlefield with the Sky Dragon Sword rest

The ancient black door groaned open with a sound that seemed older than the heavens themselves, while waves of solemn Dao Yun rolled across the Hall of Eternal Kings like an invisible tide that caused every torch of ghostly flame to bow toward the darkness beyond. Even the countless kneeling skeletons remained perfectly motionless, as though every soul within the Immortal Tomb feared disturbing whatever secret had slept behind that forbidden entrance since the age of the Primordial Wars.Gu Tian narrowed his eyes as the Chaos Spirit Eyes quietly circulated beneath his pupils, allowing him to perceive countless strands of ancient Ling Qi drifting from the doorway like rivers of pale starlight, yet hidden among them flowed an oppressive current of Hun Dun that made even his Spirit Foundation tremble with instinctive caution. His heartbeat remained steady despite the pressure, though his fingers tightened around the hilt of the Sky Dragon Sword because every instinct

The ancient black gate continued opening with a mournful groan that echoed throughout the Emperor Treasure Hall, while crimson formation lines spread across the polished stone floor like rivers of living blood and awakened every guardian that had slumbered beneath the Bone Emperor's will for countless ages. The silence vanished beneath the thunder of collapsing pillars as towering stone guardians stepped from the darkness with empty eyes burning in ghostly emerald fire, their Emperor-grade aura weighing upon every cultivator until breathing itself became a burden.Gu Tian tightened his grip around the Sky Dragon Sword as the overwhelming pressure crashed against his Spirit Sea, yet his expression remained calm despite the pain spreading through every meridian within his body. His Chaos Spirit Eyes carefully examined the movements of the guardians instead of their terrifying appearance, because his grandfather had always taught him that even the strongest enemy possessed a w