"Big Brother, wait for me!"
Under countless horrified gazes, Hui Mei let out a roar, scratched his head, and charged into the Starry Sky Ancient Road.
The instant his figure vanished into the purple waterfall, the entrance to the Starry Sky Ancient Road completely sealed shut.
The last wisp of purple light faded from the edge of the Ancient Road, like a candle flame snuffed out by the wind.
In the starry sky beyond the Myriad Realms Ruins, countless gazes remained fixed on that empty stretch of void—those eyes held shock, horror, jealousy, fear, and an indescribably complicated emotion.
A junior who had been deemed certain to die had not only survived, but returned with a supreme treasure that might once have stood alongside the Epoch Ancient Pagoda.
Even if it was a damaged supreme treasure.
The psychological impact this had on the Myriad Worlds and Myriad Races was fiercer than the Human Race gaining ten more Creation Realm experts.
Because Creation Realm experts could be cultivated. Given enough time, enough resources, and enough talent—but supreme treasures could not be obtained through cultivation.
It was fate, it was fortune, it was some unseen force that even Creation Realm experts could not peer into, making its choice in the shadows.
The Chaos God Emperor withdrew his gaze.
He did not look at the entrance to the Ancient Road again. Instead, he turned and stepped into the Chaos Ancient God Realm.
The other Eight Emperors followed close behind, ten towering figures vanishing from the starry sky one after another.
Only Bai Wujiang remained where he stood. His demonic flames had dimmed, and his entire body was drenched in blood. His dark green eyes stared fixedly at the direction where the Ancient Road had closed, staring for a long time.
Then he too