The scene before them was a stark contrast to the canyon they had just passed through.
Deep within the Sepulcher of the Sacred, the sky had once again turned a blood-red hue.
And this crimson, ominous sky was far more terrifying than the one they had seen when they first entered the Sepulcher of the Sacred.
It wasn't just the overwhelming stench of blood that filled the air; the entire landscape had undergone a drastic transformation.
In the depths of the Sepulcher of the Sacred stood countless stone monuments, each marking the resting place of a Holy Emperor.
These monuments, towering and majestic, were like thrones, symbolizing the power and authority of the Holy Emperors buried beneath them.
Every 60 years, a Holy Emperor-level practitioner would personally enter the Sepulcher of the Sacred, representing all the practitioners of the Elant Continent, to pay their respects to these awe-inspiring monuments.