When Kulas finally calmed down after days of rampaging, his appearance underwent another drastic transformation, turning from a massive, unstoppable giant to that of a sickly old man with one foot in his grave.
He’d gotten so weak that he could hardly speak, much less stand.
After Kulas collapsed, his family brought him to his room to rest.
"To think it would happen again right when we were beginning to feel hopeful that he’d fully recovered..."
His family sighed, looking defeated and depressed as they stood around the bed.
"So, what now?" Ren Xia asked Tian Yang.
Tian Yang clenched his fists, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over his entire being.
"We’ve tried countless things in the past four thousand years, but alas... In the end, we were unable to figure out anything about his illness. At this rate, I will have no choice but to head to the Holy Continent."
"That might not be a good idea," said Ren Xia. "And I am not saying this because I don’t want you to go. I mean, I don’t, but if you leave, there’s a chance that Kulas’ illness might worsen. You have suppressed his illness by being near him, and despite his current situation, you might still be suppressing it. If you suddenly leave... his illness will worsen, and that’s the best scenario. Worst-case, he’ll die."
Tian Yang found Ren Xia’s words to be very logical. If he were still suppressing Kulas’ illness even at this moment, that suppressed illness might go on a rampage the moment he leaves.
Although it wasn’t definitive and merely a theory, it was an immense risk that Tian Yang didn’t dare to take, as his sworn brother’s life was on the line.
Unable to leave the palace, Tian Yang continued trying to solve the mystery behind Kulas’ illness from within. Unfortunately, he was not a medical expert, so he mostly helped Chao Shuying as her assistant.
Several more years passed, but Kulas hasn’t woken up from his slumber even once, even though he used to wake up once a year.
Kulas’ coma left his family in a precarious position, especially with the war against the Three Pillars of Heaven still ongoing. Fortunately, the Giant Race was already accustomed to such conflicts and knew how to respond even without Kulas’s direct command. Even so, the absence of their leader could not be ignored. If the Three Pillars of Heaven were to learn of this, they would undoubtedly launch a full-scale assault.
One day, Kulas’ wives approached Tian Yang.
"Senior Tian... This may sound very sudden, but do you think you can act as the Giant Emperor for the time being?"
"What?" Tian Yang almost couldn’t believe his ears.
"We heard from our husband that he acquired the Great Mammoth Body Refinement technique from you, so you should be able to transform your body."
"But why are you asking me? Your sons can do it without the technique." Tian Yang said.
"Yes, but you’re the only one at the True Immortal realm. Although we could replicate his appearance, we cannot do the same with his cultivation, as it’ll be easily discovered."
"We’re not asking you to lead the Giant Race or fulfill the role of an emperor. We just need you to show up and meet visitors once in a while so the Three Pillars of Heaven won’t realize that our husband is absent."
"If they learn that our husband is bedridden, they will definitely attack the Giant Continent with full force. If that happens... we will all perish before our husband even wake up."
Hearing this, there was no way Tian Yang could refuse, so he agreed to pretend to be Kulas.


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