The Truth! Endless Despair!

Her words seemed so powerless at that moment.

Lie to them?

How?

Was the evil mark deeply imprinted in the depths of their Divine Souls really fake?

Was the Great Dao Origin and the fortune being devoured bit by bit really fake?

Was the "Great Medicine Imprint" recorded in ancient texts, which looked exactly like what they were seeing now, also fake?

No one was a fool.

With all the evidence laid bare before them, no matter how unwilling they were to believe it, they could only accept the painful truth.

"Why... why are you doing this to us..."

Another young prodigy's eyes were bloodshot. His nails dug deep into his palms, and blood trickled between his fingers, but he didn't even notice.

"We're the Human Race's prodigies! We're the future of the Human Race! As a Great Emperor, shouldn't he protect us and help us grow? Why... is he refining us into pills?!"

His voice was filled with endless anguish and confusion.

That was the question on everyone's mind.

Yet no one could answer them.

Perhaps, in the eyes of an old monster like Eastern Emperor Great Emperor, who had lived for countless millennia, the so-called future and the so-called prodigies mattered less than his own life.

To stay alive, he wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice these "great medicines"—and he probably wouldn't hesitate even if it meant sacrificing the entire Human Race!

In that instant, an atmosphere called "despair" completely enveloped the valley.

Sobs, roars, curses, and muttered words... all blended into a dirge for the end of the world.

They wanted to fight back, but how could they?

Their enemy was Rule the World, the Human Race's Great Emperor who had ruled over an entire era!

Forget small-time Holy Lords like them—even Quasi Emperors, or even true Great Emperors,