Traveling through the world of cultivating immortals, I landed on the [Burial Ruins] that even Heavenly Dao didn't bother to look at. There is no aura here, only the will of death that has been permeating for millions of years.
Until I picked up the corpse of a saint, something in my body awakened.
"The top Tao seed [Immortal Holy Meteor] has been detected. Do you want to plant it?"
I chose yes.
Thus, the first crop of the Burial Ruins broke through the ground - it drank the holy blood and fed on the death of all souls. After swallowing the first fruit, I inherited the shocking secret that the deceased saw for the last time.
Later, I experienced the Dragon King's regret, the Immortal Emperor's lingering dream, and the silence of an entire era that had been erased.
The gods and gods regarded me as a worm in the ruins, until that day, the endless wasteland under my feet suddenly trembled, and all the "crops" matured and whispered at the same time. Only then did they realize that they were mocking the only owner of the tombs of all eras.
