The High Priest of the God race closed his eyes for a moment. After a long while, he reopened them. "In this era of great contention, one million and eighty thousand years have passed since ancient times, and all races have long been dormant. This time, the Human Race’s departure from the Eastern Continent happens to align with the celestial mechanism. The glory of the ancient past is resurfacing; perhaps the myriad races will welcome a new beginning. If our Emperor can break through to become a True Immortal, he will surely lead our God race toward brilliance."
Upon hearing this, the God Emperor nodded slightly. It was as he had thought: the laws of heaven and earth were now perfected, which perhaps proved that the long-dormant myriad races finally had a chance to regain their ancient splendor.
The Chijue Secret Realm! Following the fall of the Chijue Emperor, the entire secret realm trembled violently. A wave of sorrow spread within it. The Great Beings of the Chijue Kite Clan all turned deathly pale. The fall of the Chijue Emperor meant the clan no longer had an emperor at its helm. A race without an emperor was like a piece of fat meat in the eyes of others—anyone could take a bite.
Chapter 437