Xu Ran's gaze became infinitely profound.
This metal tomb, this cosmic prison, turns out to be merely a "cemetery."
And Cleaner Fish and Holy Adjudicator are merely the cleaners on its outskirts.
The true terror lies in those slumbering deep within the cemetery... the Guardians!
He won, but it seems he also stirred up a greater hornet's nest.
"Thieves... the fruit of doomsday... the road home... primordial fire... cemetery Guardians..."
A series of mysteries swirled in his mind.
He felt as if he had only unveiled a corner of a vast epic tapestry, its full picture rife with unimaginable bloodshed and terror.
"No matter what lies ahead, my path is only forward."
Xu Ran retracted his gaze, looking at the scarred Pioneer, and those subordinates who regarded him with endless admiration and fervor.
He was no longer alone.
He had his own "Dao," and people he needed to protect.
He stepped out, his figure instantly appearing on the bridge of the Pioneer.
"Cang Shi, Zhen Shan."
