Meanwhile.
The seventieth wave of Ancient God aura had arrived.
The Ancient God status in Chen Yan's mind had now been condensed from two hundred and seventy waves of Ancient God aura.
A section of the chains formed from his Will status suddenly snapped.
Countless unfamiliar scenes burst open before Chen Yan's eyes.
He sank, sank.
It was as if he had plunged into an endless abyss.
Above him, countless Ancient God Beasts lived and died.
Time seemed to speed up.
Endless pain surged in, bearing down on his body and mind until he could not escape it.
Chen Yan froze.
These were that person's memories.
So clear, so indistinct, so distant.
Chen Yan could feel that he had been sealed away, enduring madness and pain.
He wanted to break free.
He could not stand it: countless Ancient God Beasts lived above him.
Hatred, endless hatred, churned deep within his heart.
"Who can kill me..."
He let out a hoarse wail.
But the next instant—
"Fake! It's all fake!"
He roared.
He slowly reached out, and a seed appeared in his hand.
It was his younger sister's dream, and his dream too.
The world had never borne a fruit that could change the future.
His younger sister's dream was false.
But he had forged a seed with his own divine power.
He wanted to make their childhood dream come true.
His vision blurred, and he looked upward once more.
Billions of loathsome Ancient God Beasts lived upon his body.
His kin were being surrounded and slaughtered by these Ancient God Beasts, wailing in agony.
Rage, boundless rage.
But he could change nothing.
He needed to find someone.
Someone who could change the future.
The greatest genius in Human Race history, stronger than him, even more monstrous.
Someone who could change