Venerable Yanlun and the Jiehai Tower of the Pantheon

Venerable Yanlun seemed to be having a terrible nightmare. The Primal Star was declining, the entire Space-time was mired in a massive disaster, and everything that existed was slowly decaying. Even his Eternal lifespan was steadily crumbling. All things were heading toward destruction, all things were growing old.

Caught in this upheaval, Venerable Yanlun was utterly helpless. He watched as the divine splendor faded from his body, his flesh and blood crumbling and rotting bit by bit, until even his last divine bone turned to dust.

Boom!

Suddenly, everything before him shook violently. Venerable Yanlun opened his eyes and saw a divine palace crash down, pinning Venerable Tifeng beneath it as he faced off against Venerable Yuyu. "Venerable Yuyu, are you really going to oppose me to the bitter end?"

Venerable Yuyu said nothing. He simply grabbed Venerable Yanlun and rapidly retreated. He had already rescued several Universe Venerables in succession; he had no choice but to save them. Lord Lixiu could simply turn tail and run because he was a member of the Northern Territory Alliance, with powerful backing and influence. But as one of the instigators, Venerable Yuyu couldn't just stand by and do nothing without earning resentment. He had a race of his own, and it couldn't afford the consequences of being targeted.

Especially when it came to Venerable Yanlun and Venerable Tifeng. He had saved everyone else—if he didn't save them—

Emperor Yan was even jealous of his own race's treasures and had attacked to steal them. Venerable Yuyu didn't dare take the chance. If he rescued others but not the Yanshen Race, would Emperor Yan take offense? He had already made an enemy of humanity, so there was no need to hold back now.

Still, he was unhappy about having to grab Venerable Yanlun.

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