Whoosh—
Zhenyuanzi, the Champion Marquis, Bai Qi, and Li Yuanba all flew out of the Eternal Heavenly Realm, their expressions solemn as they looked toward the solitary grave.
Li Yue also flew out of the great hand held aloft by Twelve-Colored Pangu and stood beside the four.
"What is this?"
He asked in bewilderment.
The solitary grave gave him an indescribable sense of bleak desolation.
Yet he sensed no hostility whatsoever.
Two Human Race Heavenly Venerables also stood solemnly nearby, like guards.
"It's him."
"The peerless hero who held up the backbone of the Human Race after Divine Han."
Zhenyuanzi spoke.
A name that shook heaven and earth surfaced almost immediately in Li Yue's mind.
The Martial Mourning Heavenly King—
Ran Min!
The man who issued the Life-Killing Decree!
After Divine Han, the three great Fortune Dynasties of Wei, Shu, and Wu had once held up a stretch of sky for the Human Race, but they too had collapsed one after another beneath the endless assaults of the Void Lifeforms.
In that era, the Human Race's powerhouses had withered away.
Most of the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Races had died out.
It was truly one of the darkest, most desperate eras in the history of the Pangu Dimension!
Realm after realm was trampled flat by the Void Lifeforms, and countless living beings became their food.
In that terrifying age of turmoil, Ran Min stepped forward. A single Life-Killing Decree shook the Pangu Dimension, stirring boundless courage in countless Human Race powerhouses and warriors of every race, driving them to defend their peoples.
Of course—
The Life-Killing Decree was merely a written proclamation, with little power of its own.
But it had been issued by Ran Min!
He was the supreme Human Race powerhouse who stood at the very pinnacle