At this moment, the Ancient God awakened.
The Evil Realm, the outside world.
Countless living beings were eating, laboring, or working.
At the same moment,
countless people froze where they stood.
They felt as though the gaze of an ancient evil had locked onto them.
Faint, chaotic murmurs sounded in their ears. Discordant syllables burrowed into their eardrums, making their minds teeter on the brink of collapse.
A vague, pitch-black throne. A blurry figure clad in filthy armor.
And those eyes, containing boundless evil and chaos.
They appeared within the minds of countless living beings.
A hazy sensation.
It could not be described as seeing clearly, nor as imagining something.
The living could only vaguely explain it: it was a gaze from chaos.
Some gaped, barely able to breathe.
Some collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.
Terror!
It was reverence for the indescribable, despair as reason neared its breaking point.
Within the outside world,
the deafening cries of Ancient God Beasts rang out from every direction.
Vast Malice spread frantically.
They could sense that figure.
That solitary figure.
It was immersed in darkness.
He was the unknown sovereign who commanded all evil.
In his eyes lurked an age-old affliction of fate, enough to devour one's mind.
The Ancient God!
The Ancient God had awakened!
Yu Province.
Yu Lord hurried into the technological Training Room.
There, Zhang Huizhi sat calmly, dressed in a gray robe.
Beneath Yu Lord's hood, two streaks of bloody light flashed wildly.
"You owe me an explanation!"
His voice was low.
He could hear the countless cries coming from across all of Yu Province.
Yu Lord did not want to see this happen before he died.
He could not accept that by stopping the Lord of Formations, he had instead harmed the Human Race.
Zhang Huizhi