Ye Xiwen repaired the seal, sitting there for a full thousand years. Time flew like a shuttle. No one dared disturb him, but throughout the Myriad Realms, the campaign to encircle and exterminate the Celestial Race continued.
Although most of the Celestial Race had been wiped out, some remnants had escaped. They still needed to be hunted down. Having learned such a bitter lesson, the major powers had no intention of leaving behind any surviving embers this time.
The Celestial Race's talent was too terrifying. Even an ordinary member of the Celestial Race possessed talent and strength no less than the elites of the various races.
They were, by nature, a bug-like race with geniuses everywhere. Otherwise, they could never have relied on their own strength to contend against the entire Myriad Realms.
Even if a single seed remained, it could form another immense power after hundreds of millions of years. This time, they had to be exterminated root and branch.
Besides those remnants of the Celestial Race, certain races carrying Celestial Race bloodlines, as well as powers that had sided with the Celestial Race during the war, were all subjected to encirclement and suppression. The All Races Alliance hated such betrayal to the bone, for these people had served as the Celestial Race's claws and fangs, causing them grievous losses. Now, it was time to pay the price.
After more than a thousand years of extermination campaigns, while it was impossible to truly wipe out every last remaining force of the Celestial Race, they had, in reality, been almost completely strangled.
Over those thousand-odd years, it truly became an era where heroes vied for the deer. With the threat of the Celestial Race gone, the Golden Age fully erupted. Beyond the young supreme experts who had risen in earlier