In the endless starry sky, as Ancient Supremes charged out one after another, towering killing intent and boundless pressure spread throughout the universe. Upon sensing these powerful auras, lives hiding on every planet hunkered down.
And when the powerful beings who had once experienced the Dark Turmoil sensed these auras again, they felt as though the world were coming to an end, and were filled with dread.
"Has the Dark Turmoil of the past returned? Are those fellows going to slaughter living beings again? Who can come save me? No, no Great Emperor has appeared among all the races now. Who can stop them!"
"How could I, a Quasi-Emperor, allow you fellows to slaughter living beings again? Even if I die today, I'll make you lose at least a hair!"
"Ancestor, you can't spoil me like this. Please come back, Ancestor. These fellows aren't our enemies."
"Foolish fellow, you actually dare interfere with our work. A mere Quasi-Emperor like you is nothing more than a tastier morsel of blood food."
Somewhere in the universe, a powerful Quasi-Emperor Saint Spirit could not stomach what these Dark Supremes were doing and immediately soared into the sky. Yet barely had he flown into the air before an enormous finger crushed him in the void.
The sight of his blood scattering left his descendants dumbstruck, their hearts torn apart. After devouring his flesh and bones, the Ancient Supreme in the sky revealed a hint of a smile. He glanced at the lowly races below and mocked:
"A pack of scum worse than pigs and dogs, and you think you can resist? All of you, die! From this moment on, the era of this universe meets its end. We shall overturn all of this anew and await the coming of a new era!"
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