"Epic God Artifact!"
Chu Yuan gazed at that long-inch artifact, confirming without a doubt that it was the power unique to an Epic God Artifact. Mist spiraled, spawning endless planes, with bright light sweeping forth like a sea of radiance.
This was indeed an Epic God Artifact, incredibly precious and powerful.
However, Chu Yuan's attention wasn't on the Epic God Artifact, but rather on a misty figure condensing from that book, exuding an exceptionally carefree demeanor.
"I am Venerable Yuntian, having cultivated to this point, I've already survived the twenty-ninth eternal tribulation and am about to face the thirtieth. This tribulation, I fear I may not survive, and will fall in this epoch."
The misty figure of Venerable Yuntian uttered in a calm voice.
"Twenty-nine eternal tribulations, Venerable Yuntian has lived for twenty-nine epochs."
One epoch equates to one tribulation.
