The Original Ancestor was suppressed, but... I am still here!

Darkness, this is the eternal backdrop of the universe.

But in the deepest reaches of the cosmos lies the place of origin for the Primal Universe.

A towering figure is illuminated by streaks of law-light, appearing somewhat desolate.

"Noah, I... have lost!"

"Sigh~!"

In the human territory of the Primal Universe, atop a brilliant tower on a radiant planet.

Lu Tong let out a soft sigh and said, "Original Ancestor, in the end, you still..."

Three million eras have passed!

From the moment he transmigrated into this vast Primal Universe, awakened the Noah template, met the Original Ancestor, and together led humanity to struggle and rise from the cracks of the chaotic wars between ten thousand races.

To the establishment of the Land of Light, the creation of the Space Garrison, and the rise of the human race to the ranks of the peak pinnacle races... a full three million cosmic eras.

To him now, this is but a drop in the ocean of his long life.

But if converted into the calendar of his past life, that is over thirty billion years!

One must know, even a planet that nurtures life is only about four billion years old.

It is easy to imagine how many years he and the Original Ancestor have walked together.

And now...

"Teacher!"

A steady voice came from behind him.

A silver figure walked slowly toward him.

King of Ultra Peak is the disciple Lu Tong took after becoming Noah, and he is also the guardian deity of the Land of Light.

He is also one of the oldest Universe Masters in the human race.

At this moment, his face, which was already weathered, rarely showed a look of gravity.

This is an expression he has not shown in nearly ten thousand eras.

"The suppression by the Origin Will is irreversible!" King of Ultra Peak's voice was steady, but Lu Tong, as Noah, could still hear the tremor within it.

"Chaos has sent word that even the consciousness imprints left by the Original Ancestor in the Virtual Universe have dissipated.

He is currently trying to make contact through the Virtual Universe terminal, but..."

"It has been isolated, hasn't it?" Noah did not turn back, still gazing at that universe filled with darkness.

"...Yes!" King of Ultra Peak did not deny this.

"Spies within the territories of the three races report that the legions of the three races have carried out no fewer than a hundred emergency mobilizations within this century!

And those races affiliated with the three races have already begun assembly activities, and even the affiliated races within the Hong Alliance have..."

King of Ultra Peak did not continue; both of them knew that a war was inevitable.

"These were all within our expectations, were they not?

What about the others? What is their reaction?"

"The Star Beast Alliance seems to have no movement, and the Crystal Race has deployed defensive formations in the border regions.

Only the Prison Race... you know, although they were born in the prison, they have always wanted to occupy a portion of the core territory of the universe, and the Demon Ancestor himself also..."

Speaking of this, King of Ultra Peak stopped, and Noah slowly turned around.

His face was hidden in light and could not be seen clearly; only those eyes were currently reflecting the radiance of the Spark Tower.

"Teacher?" King of Ultra Peak looked puzzled.

"Peak!" Noah suddenly spoke.

"This student is here!" King of Ultra Peak replied subconsciously.

"Do you think the Original Ancestor was wrong?"

This question was too sudden.

King of Ultra Peak was stunned, and finally, it only turned into a soft sigh:

"Senior Original Ancestor... he was simply too impatient. Attempting to possess the Primal Universe was an act against the heavens to begin with.

The student, along with Giant Axe, Chaos, and others, had once advised him that he should at least wait until the second True God of the human race emerged on the surface before..."

"No!" Noah interrupted him, "I am not asking about the timing he chose, but the path he chose!"

"This..."

King of Ultra Peak was stunned, his words stopping at his lips, unable to be spoken.

Truth be told, he did not think there was anything wrong with the Original Ancestor's actions; after all, the Original Ancestor's intention was for the continuation of the human race.

It is just a matter of timing... If Original Ancestor could have waited a little longer, until the rise of the human race's second True God on the public stage.

Until Noah had fully comprehended the inheritance from the ancient civilization, until...

But it is too late to say anything now!

Original Ancestor has already been suppressed, and Peak knows that his teacher is currently at a critical juncture.

The probability of him taking action is infinitesimal, so...

Seeing the shifting expressions on his disciple's face, Noah smiled faintly and spoke slowly:

"Original Ancestor always kept the race firmly in his heart, leading from the front, fighting and charging for the sake of the race.

Let alone you juniors, even my own advice was never taken to heart by him.

But I still respect him; after all, the human race's current standing is inseparable from his indelible contributions!"

Noah's tone was unusually calm, as if he were stating something perfectly ordinary.

"But you, like Original Ancestor, are also doing this for the race..."

"That is why I have never had any objections to his many decisions.

If it were otherwise, I would not have been content to fake my death and escape, hiding here to comprehend a path that goes even further.

Throughout the long years of humanity, he and I fought side by side.

He established the Virtual Universe Company to integrate the resources of the human race and continuously cultivate powerhouses for us.

He established the Hong Alliance to connect with other races, merely to ensure that humanity would no longer be isolated and helpless in this universe.

Even at this point, I still understand him; I have never thought there was any problem with the path he chose.

It is just that this time, he was truly too radical, or perhaps because he cared too much for the race, he lost the judgment required of a leader!"

Noah refuted Peak's words; to him, Original Ancestor was more than just a comrade-in-arms.

The relationship between the two was more like that of teacher and friend.

"This disciple understands..."

The interior of the tower fell into a brief silence.

Only the light energy emitted by this replica of the Plasma Spark Tower continued to spread toward the universe.

And this served as a constant reminder of the passage of time—the soul imprint left by Original Ancestor in the universe was being stripped away at a rate of one-millionth per second.

At this speed, in three months at most, Original Ancestor would be completely suppressed, his consciousness sinking into the depths of the Primal Universe's origin.

Three months, on the scale of the universe, is no different from a single instant!

"Peak, I command you in the capacity of your teacher!" Noah suddenly spoke.

"Please, Teacher, give your orders!"

"First, initiate the Space Garrison 'Light of Garrison' project; all members of the Space Garrison are to enter special alert status!"

"Yes!"

"Second, immediately summon all human Universe Masters to return; no matter where they are, they must return to human territory at the fastest possible speed!"

Peak's pupils constricted.

Return?

All the Universe Masters!

As Noah's disciple, he knew better than anyone what this meant.

"This student understands!"

Peak bowed solemnly and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Peak stopped in his tracks.

Noah looked at his disciple's back, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said slowly:

"Peak, if... I mean if, one day I also fall, I hope you can stand on your own like Chaos!"

"Teacher!" Peak turned around abruptly, his voice showing clear agitation for the first time, "How could you..."

"It is just an 'if'!" Noah waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to say more, "Go! There is not much time left."

Peak took one last deep look at his teacher, bowed deeply, and transformed into a stream of light, vanishing within the tower.

The Star Observatory returned to silence.

Noah stood alone in the light, his gaze once again cast toward the depths of the universe.

His consciousness followed the connection of the Spark Tower, spreading toward the direction of the Primal Universe's origin fluctuations, attempting to capture the final information from the dissipating soul imprint.

He saw it.

On the level of laws, in the cracks of space and time, Original Ancestor was being entangled and dragged by countless Origin Chains.

Each of those chains contained the most fundamental rules of the Primal Universe; they pierced through Original Ancestor's divine body, pierced through his soul, and nailed him firmly within the prison of the origin.

As for Original Ancestor, that human powerhouse who once roamed the Primal Universe invincible and almost single-handedly established the human race, he was currently doing his final task—

He was smiling.

Noah "saw" the smile of Original Ancestor.

There was no regret in that smile, no fear, only a kind of near-maniacal composure.

Original Ancestor's lips were moving; although separated by endless space-time and blocked by the Origin Will, Noah still understood the sentence through lip-reading:

"Noah... the rest... is up to you..."

Then, the light was extinguished completely.

The soul imprint of Original Ancestor was suppressed deep within the origin of the Primal Universe.

"Rest assured! As for the human race, I am still here!"