The path of the human race.

You su tomb.

The Black Sea water surged and roared, the giant mulberry trees reached the sky, and the black roses contrasted with the red and white mournfully.

In the indescribable shadow of chaos, three Thrones sat on equal footing, high in the sky, overlooking the entire you su tomb.

On one of the thrones sat the curvaceous, strange, and beautiful "death." On one of the thrones, there was a blurry outline of a human-like figure, which was 'calamity'. On the last throne, a black robe fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were calm. It was PEI Ling!

At this moment, calamity's voice was cold and loud, " "Your path has already been completed."

"Now, all we need to do is wait for the Dao tribulation to descend."

Hearing this, PEI Ling regained his senses and immediately said, " "I've come to ask the two seniors a few questions."

"Speak," Wang said coldly.

"Is there any problem with the immortal path that I'm walking on now?" PEI Ling asked.