"This is the Grave Universe, heh heh..."
Yan Biancheng lay on the ground, blood gushing from his mouth in stream after stream.
"This is the grave—the grave after destruction..."
He rolled over and looked up at the gray sky. That Yuanshi Primordial Spirit statue was where they had set sail and entered the Chaos Sea back then. They had entered the sea from the Primordial Spirit's palm.
Every chain tethering a Five-Colored Ship was fastened to one of the Primordial Spirit's fingers.
The moment Yan Biancheng saw this Primordial Spirit, which had already turned into tribulation-ash stone, he understood. Back then, the Grave Universe had discovered an ancient ruin in the nearby Chaos Sea, and had ordered the Heavenly Lords to explore it during the Chaos Sea's calm period.
Yet this ruin was the Grave Universe's future—the Grave Universe, destroyed who knew how long ago.
Those Five-Colored Ships they had seen appeared to have weathered hundreds of millions of years, blackened with age. In truth, they really had endured such an unimaginably distant span of time.
"We really did return. We returned to the Grave Universe, but to its future..." There was no light in Yan Biancheng's eyes.
"Because we are people of the Grave Universe, this tribulation wave is still hunting us down."
He muttered, "It was that tribulation wave that created countless slices of spacetime..."
Blood bubbled up from his throat. The tribulation wave was the culprit behind the Grave Universe's destruction. The Grave Universe had devoured fifty-three universes, taking the tribulations of all fifty-three into itself. Thus, this calamity had come with incomparable ferocity. No one could escape it!
They had left the Grave Universe, crossed the Chaos Sea, traveled from the past into the incomparably distant future, and entered the Grave Universe after its destruction. The