At this moment.
Countless people once again felt a sensation they had nearly forgotten.
Confusion surfaced in the eyes of many from the Five Clans.
Great Xia had actually survived, battered but unbroken.
Great Xia should have perished long ago.
And yet Lu Xunyang had appeared.
In modern times, Heavenly Prides had emerged one after another.
Chen Yu, Chen Min, and Jiang Yuan—Heavenly Prides who would once have been almost unimaginable.
And Chen Yan's arrival had plunged the Five Clans into despair, a despair more intense than what they had felt facing Lu Xunyang.
At long last, Chen Yan had died.
But today, Li Zhiyi had appeared.
Would Li Zhiyi become the next Chen Yan?
At this moment, even those who had been confident in the Five Clans felt a trace of weariness.
They could not understand why Great Xia still resisted, or why one extraordinary figure after another kept appearing there.
Was humanity's fate in Great Xia, rather than with the Five Clans?
A Golden Dragon soared through the skies, its golden scales dazzling, its body darting through the void. Its head was held high, its horns piercing the clouds.
Li Zhiyi stood atop its head, his expression calm.
After recovering his memories, he was Chen Yan in the real world, waiting for his true self to return.
Xia Hanzhou stood calmly, a smile on his lips. Tears glimmered in the old man's eyes.
Chen Yan had really managed to forge a new path out of utter despair.
It was as if Xia Hanzhou could see again the young man from the Prodigy Trial, the one who had cried, "I don't dare die, so I fight with all my might to live!"
He swept his hand outward.
The Sixth Order and Creation Realm commanders standing behind him split into