The Word that Traversed Through the Ages

"No, why has the seal come back to life?!" The Evil Thought's eyes widened in disbelief, and even the overflowing gray mist was trembling. The real root of the ancestral land was this paper seal. Even the Gravekeeper was only a backhand used to fight against the Evil Thought.

Over the countless years, the paper seal was gradually worn away, allowing the Yun Clan to tear it off from the outside. However, at that moment, the paper once again glowed with brilliance, and a trace of aura circulated them, causing the Evil Thought's scalp to crawl. 

"This is the aura of the Overlord! I finally lived to see this day!" The Gravekeeper stared at the paper in awe. Although only a phantom, he still was crying and trembling with excitement. "Hahaha, everything is finally coming back. The Unknown will definitely be suppressed!"

He was crying and laughing at the same time. Then, he bowed deeply to the word 'Fan'.