Everyone trembled, as though they had once again seen the Heavenly Race of its glorious prime return. It was so terrifying that, whenever they thought of the gravest and most dreadful consequences, they could not help but shudder in fear.
The previous two Wars Against the Heavens had been unimaginably brutal, but even more terrifying than the cruelest wars were the endless dark years before the first War Against the Heavens.
No one wanted to return to those days.
For a time, the Myriad Realms were thrown into a storm of rising winds and surging clouds. Everyone knew that after Di Ni attained Dao, he was still consolidating his power and growing stronger without cease. When the Heavenly Race army would launch its attack depended on when he made his move.
Waiting for death like this was what tormented people the most.
Some swarmed to surrender to the Heavenly Race, while others silently made preparations. The true final battle was about to arrive.
Yet at a time when no one expected it, Ye Xiwen, who had been in seclusion and unseen for three thousand years, suddenly emerged.
The Hidden Alliance did not go out of its way to conceal this news, so it swiftly spread throughout the Myriad Realms.
No one could make sense of it. Why had he emerged from seclusion at such a time? What exactly did he intend to do?
The Heavenly Race side even mocked him openly. They claimed that he had likely resigned himself to fate, knowing he could never attain Dao and become an Emperor, which was why he had emerged to seek death in one final act.
The Heavenly Race mocked him without restraint, while the All Races Alliance fell completely silent. In their view, that was probably the only possibility. Otherwise, why