You Can't, and You Wouldn't Dare!

Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu and instantly understood.

"Does that clan see that far ahead?" Hui Yi's voice rang out, tinged with a heavy tone.

According to Cang Yu, back in the Primordial Era times, some members of that race foresaw the current state of Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

That clan had long anticipated that they would become enemies of the world, so everything had been within their calculations until now.

"Throughout the ages, the Primordial Divine Saint Clan was incomparably proud. As the Origin of all races, they were glorious, but the Primordial Myriad Races were not weak either," Cang Yu's voice continued.

"The Primordial Divine Saint Clan has been glorious for far too long since the beginning of time," Cang Yu said in a deep voice.

Hui Yi's pupils contracted.

Today, the Primordial Divine Saint Clan is incredibly glorious, with hundreds of Eternal Level beings, all of whom are reserve Ancestor.

Nine Venerables Saint Ancestor, Seventy-two Emperors, and Thirty-six Sovereigns! All were Ancestor-level beings. There were countless innate races, but in the end Primordial Divine Saint Clan came to the end.

This has created the current landscape.

It can be said that the Heavens and Myriad Worlds of today were created by the Primordial Divine Saint Clan.

They only suffered a loss against that particular race.

That was the last battle of the Primordial Era era, which buried the Saint Ancestor of that race, and also buried all the Saint Ancestor of the Primordial Era era.

"In the end, it seems our race is no match for them," Hui Yi's voice rang out as he looked at Cang Yu.

"What's so difficult about that?" Cang Yu looked at Hui Yi with a hint of disdain in his eyes. Cang Yu looked down on Emperors like Hui Yi.

The Primordial Era wars were also War of the Races, a struggle for Luck between races. Those Emperors and Sovereigns who withdrew from that era had already lost.

The struggle for the Great Dao is one of no retreat; even death and the annihilation of the Dao cannot be considered a retreat.

These Emperors, once they stepped down, could no longer achieve the status of Saint Ancestor.

Although Cang Yu and the others failed, they also succeeded. Their path is still open. If given the chance, they may very well become Saint Ancestor.

Ancestor-level are difficult to destroy throughout history, let alone Saint Ancestor. Throughout history, Ancestor have perished, but Saint Ancestor have never been killed.

Cang Yu they are fighting for is the Epoch Luck of the Saint Ancestor level.

"So, given the current situation, it's very difficult for Ancestor-level being to emerge, let alone Saint Ancestor level?" Hui Yi's voice rang out.

"On the contrary, with the current situation, the Ancestor-level will be born, and the Saint Ancestor level is not impossible. That clan has cleared all the paths. Isn't your appearance here the work of that clan?" Cang Yu said softly to Hui Yi.

Upon hearing Cang Yu's words, Hui Yi's pupils contracted.

"The greatest opportunities of all time will arrive now, in this Epoch or the Next Epoch." Cang Yu's voice rang out, his eyes filled with a strange light as he looked at Hui Yi.

Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu, his gaze flickering between light and shadow. He couldn't tell whether Cang Yu was telling the truth or not, but he couldn't afford to gamble.

If the Cang Yu beings participated in the Emperor's War for the sake of fighting...

So, for Hui Yi, isn't retiring also a form of waiting?

It was all for the sake of opportunity.

Since the beginning of time, the heavens have undergone great changes. Such a pattern has only occurred once before, and it was broken in the Primordial Era times.

Whether it will happen again in the future is hard to say.

"A chaotic war among the heavens?" Hui Yi's voice rang out as he looked at Cang Yu.

Cang Yu looked at Hui Yi, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

In the midst of the chaos of war across the heavens, the departed Emperors will return; this is something that cannot be stopped or changed.

This is the predetermined cause, and also the destined effect.

It was far more brutal and cruel than the imperial wars of Primordial Era times.

Even an being like Him can leave; no matter how much you try to stop Him, it won't change the fact that He can leave.

This was destined!

"In the chaos of war across the heavens, the Emperors will return, and this will be a great reckoning." Cang Yu's voice was hoarse, filled with boundless killing intent.

He was imprisoned here for countless years, becoming a prisoner, neither alive Undying in this world, his physical form withering Nirvana and his Origin drying up.

He was on his last breath.

However, compared to Him, He still lives for one purpose: to kill the Primordial Divine Saint Clan. The Primordial Era War should have been a victory for Primordial Myriad Races.

It shouldn't be considered a victory for the Primordial Divine Saint Clan.

However, the Primordial Divine Saint Clan stole the fruit, resulting in Emperors like Cang Yu being excluded from the realm of their own.

Their race has been wiped out; all of this was done by the Primordial Divine Saint Clan.

The Causality have been laid; all that remains is to settle accounts.

The Primordial Divine Saint Clan was waiting, and Cang Yu and the others were also waiting; otherwise, as Emperors, they would have their own pride.

Why would someone willingly become a prisoner here, trapped here for eternity?

"You can get out?" Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Clearly, in Cang Yu's current state, it would be a miracle if he could even survive, let alone get out.

"Why not? Someone will let me out. That person isn't you. You can't and you wouldn't dare!" Cang Yu said with a light laugh, looking at Hui Yi.

Hui Yi remained silent, ignoring Cang Yu's words; to Hui Yi, this bit of mockery was insignificant.

Different philosophies lead to different thoughts.

"Give me a wisp of your Origin, and I can tell you the location of a supreme treasure." Cang Yu looked at Hui Yi.

Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu: "Even if I give you the Origin, you still won't be able to leave, so what's the use?"

"I want to live." Cang Yu's voice rang out, echoing through the world with resentment and obsession.

Hui Yi fell silent.

He looked at Cang Yu but didn't say anything.

"There's no room for scheming at our level. You can tell whether what I'm saying is true or false just by listening," Cang Yu said calmly.

"Whether it's scheming or not, I know. The Unique Level thing I don't understand is what your purpose is?" Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu.

"Purpose? You'll find out then. Whether you go or not is up to you. What I can assure you is that the treasure is still there," Cang Yu said softly.

"What treasure?" Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu.

"The Spear of Destiny, something you've always longed for, is the most suitable treasure for your clan," Cang Yu said softly.

Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu without speaking and fell into silence.

Cang Yu was certain that Hui Yi was plotting something.

However, the Spear of Destiny contains the ultimate treasure of the Great Dao of Fate, which is undoubtedly an absolute treasure for the Chaos Heaven Clan of heaven.

Such a temptation was irresistible to Hui Yi, as it concerned his chance to reach the level of Saint Ancestor.

"Okay!!" Hui Yi looked at Cang Yu, still tempted.

A strange light flickered in Cang Yu's eyes. "The Spear of Destiny is in the Cangming Ancient Realm, a place that has withered away, where all the beings perished. In the final battle, that being's supreme treasure scattered across the heavens, and the Spear of Destiny is there."

Hui Yi didn't say anything, but just looked at Cang Yu.

A surge of Origin power directly merged into Cang Yu's decaying body.

Cang Yu's withered body became rounded, and his dry, straw-like hair turned white and lustrous, at least giving him a human-like appearance.