Chapter 5940 Old Elites
- On the fourth day, at noon, thirty thousand miles east of Malevolent Path Hall's headquarters, the fog-shrouded Dead Silence Swamp suddenly shook.
- Boom!
- Muck erupted skyward, unveiling a palace complex so vast it blotted out the sun—jet-black roofs hung with pallid skulls, walls crawling with twisted runes that exuded arctic dread.