The Li Mausoleum.

The blood mist surged amidst the desolate grounds.

After returning from Abyssal Battlefield, Feiling and Qingyu were taking a breather on Fatepath Peak. Tianming visited the mausoleum with his lifebound beasts once more. 

With the Kunpeng Sacred Seal, the Bloodbane Formation had allowed him entrance into the mountain. Tianming was about to greet the Void Kunpeng, but upon realizing it was sleeping soundly on the mountainside, he quietly walked away.

At the top of the mountain, a sloppy Li Wudi slept before the tomb, his plump belly exposed for all to see and saliva dribbling down his chin.

"Who says he’s tortured by the Venomdrake Spike?" Clearly, the man was living a life of leisure. 

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