Upon Calamity Plateau, deep within the Ancestral Land.
At the end of the previous Sacrificial Era, the Desolate Emperor advanced into the Sacrificial Dao Realm and led the forces of the Ancient Heavenly Court in an all-out war against the Ancestral Land. After hundreds of thousands of years, they were ultimately defeated.
The Ancestors had paid an unimaginably heavy price as well. Under the Desolate Emperor's final sword strike, they had no choice but to enter recuperation. With the Ancestral Land's aid, some revived during that time, while others silently perished completely and fell forever.
The Ancestral Land could not revive every creature that had died in battle. The Desolate Emperor's final blow broke its conventions and sent many Ancestors into panic. Fortunately, they launched a Grand Sacrifice and replenished the number of Ancestors using those Immortal Emperors.
All of this had been carried out in secret. Although countless races existed within the Ancestral Land, after the extinction of a Sacrificial Era, most races fell into slumber. Thus, one could travel the vast Ancestral Land for millions upon millions of years without encountering a single living being.
This place had been quiet and peaceful, like a world that had completely died. Yet at this moment, the situation abruptly changed. An Ancestor woke from his deepest dream, then looked beyond the Ancestral Land, toward the depths of the Sacrificial Sea World.
He sensed that some unimaginable change seemed to have occurred upon the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar!
"Was it... real?"
"That creature whose existence could not be confirmed, whose traces could not be found even after deducing through all eternity and searching the Heavens and Myriad Realms, that creature which existed only in theoretical deductions..."
For even this Ancestor to voice such uncertain astonishment showed just how shocking this was to him.