The Legend of the Eternal King
The Immortal Myriad Mountain

Somewhere hidden within a large area of the Scenery Sect.

The old three walked down a long hallway. From its shape it resembles a natural cave.

There's only one way in.

They walked slowly but steadily, slightly impressed in a hurry. Yet they seem to adhere to a rule or norm that requires them to be respectful.

If you put aside the norm, I think these three elders chose to jump and dart forward to quickly get to the destination.

All three are covered by something very emergency.

“We are completely cornered. It is far beyond reason and prediction. Wang's team really took decisive action.”

“My spectrum harmed. It takes a long time to rehabilitate and of course it will also take a big cost.”

“Head of the Mountain Sect, you must not be lethargic. Keep your spirits up, all of us have deliberately agreed to make the Mountain Sect the outermost defense. Also to see how mighty the strength of the Wang Clan is.”

“And the result?”

“Much beyond expectations. At first I was still sure we could hold him. I see they must have the support of a giant power. Floating ships, equipment and some of their formations. Very different from before.“

“They are affiliated with which power? It is impossible for them to grow such strength in such a short time without any party supporting.”

“Telik password has been spread to various directions.  None of them got any hard evidence of where the Wang Clan allies came from.”

“Hmm... I suspect there is one most likely, the Old Ancestor Fortress. But we refuse to believe before.”

“Cih... Indeed we cannot measure the strength of the Old Ancestor Fortress. I know very little. They had quite powerful weapons of destruction used to eradicate a sect. It happened some time ago.”

“return to the topic, if you let the Wang Army move as they please, the Ocean Sect and Valley will have the same fate as my sect. Focus on saving the two remaining sects.”

The three sighed with a little lethargy, really feeling cornered. They entered this cave in hopes of opening their trump cards. They were still optimistic of being able to flip the Wang Army with this.

Three parents arrived at their destination. They were facing a closed door at the end of the cave passage. Then do some movements like rituals.

Ignite the incense and chant a special spell.

When he finished one of them, the head of the Mountain Sect said his sentence.

“We deliberately gathered all the forces to full standby in the Valley Sect. As per our spy observation, they are clearly heading there.”

But there was no answer from behind the door. While the three old sect heads looked at each other.

“We are worried that their courage comes from the recovery of their Immortal Ancestor, Immortal Dark Wood.” The head of the Ocean Sect chose a few words that would have provoked the figure who was residing behind the door.

And succeeding, the three elders heard something like a creak from inside the room.

“She's pretty bad, according to my calculations right now she should still be a patient or dead. But if he improves, what kind of confidence makes him move his entire army here.” A loud voice sounded from behind the door.

The head of the Mountain Sect growled slightly, he held back the anger over the destruction of his sect. He hoped that the immortal ancestor lent him his strength to immediately eradicate the Wang Clan's army.

“Encestors, Wang's army is quite strong and very capable. Even we admit they are far superior to us.”

“In the beginning we were worth it, but after they isolated themselves in decades. Now they appear with impressive strength. Ancestor, we are not sure the result of dealing with them the advantage is on our side.”

“Holest, we please help save us from annihilation.” The Ocean Sect Chief pleaded.

“Encestor Immortal, Please.” The head of the Mountain and Ocean Sect replied.

Behind the door, in the room.

A very old man opened his eyes. Pupil eyes are ash-coloured appear black color which is a must color pupil has worn off due to long life.

He took a deep breath to fill the chest cavity that was not filled with air for some time somehow.

His expanding chest was filled with cold air. Moving the clothes worn with ancient styles and motifs, his swaying back scattered a hint of thin dust into the air.

He looked at his skinny fingers, bones clad in skin. He observed that his vascular network had been drained of blood.

The ancestor regained the taste in his hands. Initially a little numb until finally able to master fully back. He moved it slowly. Making fists, creeping and making pointing movements with alternating fingers.

The Immortal Myriad Mountain had risen from a long phase of hibernation.

“Wang Du, what kind of luck came to you this time. I just envy you...” He mutters.