The tumultuous upheaval within the Divine Firmament World gradually returned to calm.
The ascension of the entire world was about to be complete.
Duke Xuannan still knelt half upon the ground, awaiting Emperor Yuanxi's command.
But as the God Lord of this world, he had very little time left in which to retain himself.
The colossal giant ape divine manifestation, mighty as a mountain range, now carried out Emperor Yuanxi's will.
For this emperor who had been dead for many years, he had finally wiped away the shadow hanging over the Demon Race's fate and dealt with one of the culprits that had caused his great undertaking to fall short all those years ago.
His carving those words upon the cauldron and waiting tens of thousands of years had not been in vain.
At last, he had accomplished a great deed beneficial to the Demon Race, closing the distance by one step to Yu Zhen.
But if it ended here, it was still far from enough.
In Bu Lian's final gambit, as his spirit vanished and intent dispersed, he had sealed the Divine Firmament Gate for a hundred years.
He had postponed the Demon Race's future by a hundred years!
At this moment, the giant ape divine manifestation shrank almost infinitely. The Flesh-and-Blood Grotto of Ten Thousand Gods collapsed, and the towering mountains caved inward!
It swiftly condensed into a figure crowned and draped with tassels, already standing before the Divine Firmament Gate.
The hand behind his back, a hand that could turn clouds and rain at will, reached out and landed upon that piece of coarse burlap.
Sizzle!
His entire body vaporized at a visible speed, swiftly turning into a cloud of white mist that scattered completely with a single gust of wind.
Duke Xuannan rose and stepped closer.