"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The drumbeats shook the heavens, ringing out atop Mount Tai and echoing through the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds, across past and present cycles of reincarnation.
These were the drums for mustering troops, the drums for summoning generals. Today, the Yellow Emperor himself had struck them!
The drumhead was made from Kui Ox hide, and the drumsticks from Kui Ox bones... That divine being who had briefly ascended to the position of Demon Marshal had burned away the last of his remaining light.
Accompanying the drumbeats was Xuanyuan's will, carried into the hearts of countless Human Dao Beings and making their blood boil with sky-high battle intent.
Even the dead who had already been buried and entered reincarnation... were now shaken by the thunderous drums. Lightning swept across their hearts, shattering their confusion, dispersing the gloom of the age, and awakening them!
Countless gazes crossed space and time at this moment, looking toward Mount Tai.
From confusion to clarity, from silence to eruption... In this age, the Human Dao Beings had never been so firm in their will.
—Fight for yourselves! Fight for the age! Fight for all eternity!
The hearts of all living beings burned and boiled!
The past, the present, and the future... Countless sacrifices were pierced together at this moment, resonating as one, becoming a force—the grand momentum of a thousand ages!
Sacrifice... was given a completely new meaning, unlike that of the epochs before.
And reincarnation, too, had been elevated. It was a symbol of the Human Dao pressing forward through trials.
Once upon a time, when all living beings had sought to alter reincarnation, they had been condemned as fallen... because those who sought survival had disregarded the lives of those who came after, selfishly preserving their own existence at the cost