Heavenly Evil God's figure vanished into the spatial rift. The vast demonic aura receded like a tide, yet the gloom above the Northern Desolate Hills lingered for a long time.
Deathly silence.
A silence as still as death.
All the Heavenly Sovereigns stood frozen in place, their faces ashen and their eyes filled with despair.
Five years. Only five years.
Five years later, the Nine-Eyed Evil God would descend, and the Great Thousand World would run red with blood as all living beings were annihilated.
"Five years..." Undying Lord's hoarse voice broke the silence. "In five years, even the Undying Great Emperor back then couldn't leave his complete true name on the List of the Firmament. We... what can we do?"
Qin Tian clenched both fists until his knuckles turned white, yet he was unable to answer.
The Azure-Clad Sword Saint's hand trembled slightly around his sword, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
The True Dragon Emperor and every other top powerhouse of the Great Thousand World present wore somber expressions, as if they had already seen the apocalypse five years from now.
Futur Xuan sighed and looked toward Huang Qiu, Mohetian, Old Ancestor Tai Ming, Black Heaven, Black Earth, and the others.
The representatives of the Five Great Ancient Clans looked at one another, their eyes filled with bitterness.
Earlier, they had joined forces to resist Mo Yu. Now that the Great Thousand World was in peril, those grudges seemed insignificant.
Xiao Yan and Lin Dong stood in the void, their expressions solemn.
Their gazes pierced through the void toward the direction in which Heavenly Evil God had vanished, and they remained silent for a long time.
"Five years..." Xiao Yan murmured. "If I had fifty years, I would definitely be able to leave my complete true name on the