The Saint Master, whose entire body had become translucent, was overcome with excitement at these words. Looking at Ye Xingchen before him, he felt the reverence he would have felt before an ancient divine being. After he nodded, he immediately received boundless fortune, as though the young and powerful Saint Master of those years had returned at that very moment. Delighted, he glanced at Ye Xingchen, then turned into a wisp of faint light and left!
Watching his departing figure, Ye Xingchen could not help smiling. He turned and walked step by step into the depths of the Chaos Universe, thinking that, according to the original plot, this Chaos Universe had been devastated by the great war back then. Almost all the Saints of the Human Race had fallen here. With too much to put into words, he shook his head and continued forward!
After passing several ruined planets, he soon came upon a headless body with a human torso and a serpent's tail. Ye Xingchen's expression changed slightly. After examining it closely, he discovered that this corpse actually belonged to Fuxi.
As a member of the Human Race, Ye Xingchen sighed softly and nodded. With a casual wave, he gathered the surrounding planets and meteorites into an immensely vast tomb among the stars. After burying the body within it, he set off again. Before long, however, he saw the corpses of many Saints of the Human Race. Most were in utterly wretched states; all had died here, as though they had fought their final battle to defend the Human Race's survival.
Looking at these tragic remnants of battle, Ye Xingchen sighed softly and immediately began gathering their bodies, one by one.
He thought that although he had not taken part in that battle back then, he could still understand