The Primordial Breath of the Weird!

"Did you see that? That was true despair."

"Any living being of this world who meets its gaze will have their very existence erased."

"We are not even qualified to be its opponents."

"In my final moments, I glimpsed a thread of hope."

The Human Emperor's gaze seemed to pierce through the ages of time and space and settle on Su Ming.

"A variable who does not belong to this world, who is not bound by its rules."

"An anomaly who bears chaos, who can contain all things and also create all things."

"I transformed the Human Race's last remaining providence into this Human Emperor Token, then used the last of my imperial blood to divine your identity and engrave it upon the token."

"It will guide you to what I left for you in the Great Thousand Worlds."

"Those things will help you grow strong quickly!"

As his words fell silent—

Su Ming's consciousness abruptly tore free of the endless sea of stars and returned to his body.

Exhaustion surged from the depths of his soul like a tide. His Chaos Divine Power had been almost completely drained.

His vision darkened in waves, and his body swayed uncontrollably.

"Su Ming!"

A cool, startled cry rang out beside his ear.

The next moment, a fragrant breeze brushed his face, and a pair of arms as soft as if they were boneless caught him just in time.

Xuanyuan Tian Ji stepped forward and came to his side.

Her breathtaking face was filled with undisguised concern.

She could clearly sense that Su Ming's aura had weakened to an unprecedented degree.

"I'm fine."

Su Ming steadied himself with her support and waved a hand, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Just a little weak."

Xuanyuan Tian Ji paused, blinking her cool eyes in confusion.

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