“Human clans, flourishing and thriving, generation after generation, bloodlines unbroken.”
A voice sounded behind the Yin-Yang Daoist: “Look at the sons of the Wu family, each one like a dragon. Isn’t it a magnificent sight?”
Unbeknownst to anyone, behind the Yin-Yang Daoist appeared five heavy stone coffins.
These dark, stone coffins were massive in size.
Their surfaces were polished smooth and delicate, engraved with countless strange talismans and star maps of the sun, moon, and stars.
There were also patterns of wind and clouds, sea waves, flames, thunder, as well as images of countless divine beasts and divine birds.
The five coffins aligned themselves according to the Five Elements directions, forming a small Five Elements formation, silently hovering behind the Yin-Yang Daoist.
A tremendous force began to brew inside the coffin at the center.
The sharp, thin voice came from within this coffin: “Your method of escape is impressive. We approached close but never found the slightest trace of you. Would you reveal yourself and meet us five old undying ones?”
The Yin-Yang Daoist was startled and revealed his form.
Two streaks of divine light, one black and one white, shot forth from his eyes as he swiftly swept them over the five stone coffins.