The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! 
“No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! 
“In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!”
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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

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The blood all over Li Yao's body was immediately frozen. His every drop of blood seemed to be piercing through his veins, muscles, and skin and protruding out of his pores like stings.

Sounding like a ghost whose neck had been choked, he stammered, "Say… Say again? What did you say just now?"

"Why do you act like you're peeing your pants? Did I say anything so scary?"

Long Yangjun was rather confused. "I don't remember saying any. There are no secrets in the royal library, and the classics concerning the Supreme Emperor's mausoleum are not of much research significance."

Li Yao struggled to say. His throat seemed to have been blocked by a large piece of ice, which made his voice high-pitched and filled with coldness. "Just now, you said that Blackstar the Great was very interested in the Supreme Emperor's mausoleum and had likely died inside it?"

Great Catastrophe!