The deity in their ancestor's prophecy?
Li Yue froze.
Their ancestor was Nuwa.
What prophecy had Nuwa left behind?
And it concerned a particular deity?
"What prophecy?"
He spoke aloud.
He had truly never expected to encounter Nuwa's descendants in this Chaos World War!
In myth and legend.
Nuwa was a supreme existence who had fashioned humans from clay and smelted stones to mend the heavens, revered by the human race as their mother!
"Did you come from a planet without any supernatural power?!"
"On that planet, are there legends about our clan's ancestor?!"
The giant with a human torso and a serpent's tail trembled as he spoke.
His voice did not actually carry through the air, but sounded only beside Li Yue's ear.
"That's right."
Li Yue nodded.
Had Nuwa truly foreseen their transmigration countless years ago?
What tremendous power!
He could scarcely imagine it.
Or could it be—
The myths and legends were all real.
The first humans in the Endless Void had been fashioned from clay by Nuwa?!
At that thought.
His scalp began to prickle.
How vast was the Endless Void?
Even a Heavenly Venerable could not reach its end!
Enormous domains stretched across it, each containing countless Chaos Worlds.
The mother of every human within such boundless heaven and earth!
Her standing was far too exalted.
After all, the human race was far too powerful.
It had given rise to nine supreme Fortune Dynasties, every one of them world-shaking and terrifying beyond measure.
"You... you truly are the deity in our ancestor's prophecy..."
"Our ancestor's prophecy has come to pass..."
The giant with a human torso and a serpent's tail murmured to himself.
Far too many years had passed.
Even their clan had long since declined.
Had the prophecy not been passed down by word