The Earth Universe was gripped by panic. As a disaster zone, the Ancient Cosmos had fallen into the deepest despair.
Dimensions collapsed, and the forbidden zones plunged the world into chaos.
It was not as if no experts had tried to stop these lords of the forbidden zones. But in this era, when all Grand Monarchs had mysteriously vanished and the strongest were merely Fourth-Heaven Half-Monarchs, such resistance was nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Of course, the lords of the forbidden zones did not eat people. They destroyed these worlds merely to extract a certain power from the Ancient Cosmos's origin and nourish themselves with it.
They were lives from the old epoch—survivors, and also those who had been eliminated. When the Ancient Cosmos was at its peak, they had not dared set foot within it. Only at the end of an epoch would they come to make a little windfall.
Only this time, the time for the changing of epochs had not actually arrived, yet the Ancient Cosmos had been restarted ahead of time by a supreme powerhouse.
"Qin Tian, your idea cannot possibly succeed. There is no need for meaningless sacrifice. You cannot achieve Opening Heaven and Establishing the Way through thought algorithms, much less control a Demon God-class Iron Rider."
Within an ancient ruin, a cold electronic synthesized voice rang out.
At this moment, in this place buried by the dust of time, a young man was struggling toward the depths of the ruins.
He had begun cultivating at the age of five. At a thousand, he had seen through the heavenly barrier and become a Half-Monarch. Now, at five thousand years old, he was already a Fourth-Heaven Half-Monarch, only one step away from becoming a Grand Monarch.
Without question, he