In the east of Revered Ancient, the Devilbird holy land was suspended above the grand spell formation set up by humankind and the Firemoon Darkheaven people. The holy land looked incredibly magnificent. From a distance, it looked circular, and was so enormous it was akin to an entire region.

The holy land also featured two enormous statues, one on the east side and one on the west side. They resembled two huge wings! And they were angled up so that they looked exactly like wings would look when being unfurled.

Inside the holy land, Xu Qing and Erniu sped along. Looking at one of the enormous wing statues, Erniu said, “Those are the Grand Emperor dao altars of the Devilbird holy land! Based on information from the memories of Feng Lintao and Yue Dong, I have a pretty good understanding of how the Devilbird holy land is laid out.

“It’s divided into eastern and western lands. There’s a Grand Emperor dao altar on each side, which supports them culturally and spiritually. Unfortunately, in recent days, the dao altar in the east, that of Grand Emperor Netherflame, has begun to dim….”

As Erniu spoke, Xu Qing listened and eyed the distant dao altar. Though it was far off in the distance, the altar was so magnificent that it was clearly visible. Just as his Eldest Brother was describing, the wing-shaped dao altar seemed to be losing its luster. It was dark. Dull.