"I thought the Human Emperor was here too. Turns out he isn't."
Ye Lin, inside the secret chamber, felt somewhat disappointed.
Nothing happening outside could escape his senses. He had originally thought he would be able to meet the Human Emperor this time, but unexpectedly, the Human Emperor was not here.
He was Human Race himself, and the Human Emperor could be considered his ancestor.
Besides, with such a legendary figure, if one had the chance to see him in person, who would let it slip by?
It seemed he could only lie low here for another one or two hundred years before entering the Heavenly Court to meet the Human Emperor in person.
In this battle, the Human Emperor would definitely win, and the Human Race would definitely win. As someone familiar with history, he naturally knew this; after all, he came from the future.
But looking over the entire battle, Ye Lin discovered a truth: it had happened too quickly. The Human Emperor had won far too quickly.
The Heavenly Court was, after all, a top-tier force that dominated the entire Star River Cosmos, with more than a dozen Primordial Unity Golden Immortals stationed within it.
Yet from the Human Race beginning their counterattack to now, when they had fought their way into the Heavenly Court, how much time had passed?
Only one or two hundred years, perhaps?
In one or two hundred years, they had overturned a top-tier force that had dominated the Star River Cosmos for tens of billions of years?
No matter how he looked at it, it was absurd.
On closer inspection, this counterattack did not seem hastily undertaken. It seemed more like something that had been planned for countless years.
The Human Race had likely begun preparing for it hundreds of thousands, perhaps