After Qin Ming's voice fell, the vast divine hall first sank into a deathly silence.
Everyone stood frozen in place, as if they had not heard those words clearly.
Yet that gentle voice, carrying supreme majesty, echoed again and again through their Sea of Consciousness like a great bell. Every word was incomparably clear, shaking their minds and souls violently.
The first to react were those who had followed Qin Ming all the way from the Original Universe.
Lord of Chaos City's knuckles had turned faintly white from the force of his grip. This powerful figure of the Human Race, who had always been steady as a mountain, actually had a faint redness in his eyes at this moment.
In his life, he had witnessed the Human Race struggle to survive in the cracks, dominate the Original Universe, step onto the Origin Continent, and then roam the Infinite Chaos Source Space.
Yet along the way, he had also witnessed far too many regrets.
In the Original Universe, he had taken thirty-one disciples, five of whom had fallen. Among them was Ke Di, the disciple he had once loved most, who had been lured to his death by the Zerg.
Beyond that, there were also his wife, children, and friends from when he had still been insignificant.
Too many people had died in battle and fallen for all kinds of reasons.
Back then, the Primal Ancestor had attempted Body Possession of the Original Universe, only to be suppressed, causing humanity to fall in an instant from one of the very top races. What happened afterward was easy to imagine.
Although humanity still had Giant Axe, a True God.
But facing the siege of several other peak races, human territory had nearly caught fire on all sides, and even much of their