Hope

The void was forcibly ripped open, and a massive demonic wheel roared down, as if it would split the entire continent in two.

"Tch." Futu Yun curled his lip and threw a punch from afar.

The space collapsed wherever the fist passed, slamming solidly into the dim magic wheel, turning it into countless black dots.

"Not bad, not bad, it seems you're not a complete fraud after all."

"But wait a little longer. Once my ninth eye recovers, I will have a proper contest with you."

"What I have received today, I will take back in full five years."

"At that time, your Great Thousand World will surely be stained with blood and all living beings will be wiped out."

As the Demon Wheel shattered, the Heavenly Evil God's shrill laughter echoed throughout the world for a long time.

Upon seeing this, all the powerful figures from the Great Thousand World on the Northern Wilderness Hill turned pale, their eyes filled with fear and anger.

Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor stared at the empty void, their faces grim. This Heavenly Evil God was far too dangerous.

The two exchanged a glance, both showing a helpless expression. They had already given their all in today's battle.

No one expected that the Heavenly Evil God was hiding his true nature so well.

The two then moved and stopped in the air above the Northern Wilderness Hill.

Qin Tian and many other Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign came forward to greet them, their faces slightly pale and their eyes filled with bewilderment and unease.

"Flame Emperor, Martial Ancestor, King Yun, what should we do now?"

Futu Yun ignored the crowd and turned to leave with Qing Yanjing.

Futu Xuan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately stayed, since the Pagoda Ancient Clan also needed a representative present.

Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor exchanged a glance, and finally sighed softly:

"Let's gather all the Heavenly Sovereign to brainstorm and discuss how to deal with the world-ending crisis five years from now."

"Aren't you staying?" Qing Yanjing looked at Futu Yun. "I'll be fine."

She then turned her head away, "Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore."

"You really don't care?" Futu Yun's tone was devoid of any emotion.

Qing Yanjing chuckled softly, as if she had heard a joke, but the laughter was full of coldness:

"Am I supposed to act like a pitiful, useless woman, crying and wailing? That's utterly ridiculous."

"Although it's a bit embarrassing, at least I've finally put my mind at ease."

"That way, I can be completely focused."

The sound of dripping water was so faint, yet each drop struck Futu Yun's heartstrings with a heavy blow.

Qing Yanjing slowly raised her hand, and through her blurry vision, she saw that her palm was already wet.

She gritted her teeth, but tears still welled up in her eyes like a burst dam, and she couldn't stop them.

It should have been a relief, a relief from all struggle and hesitation; it was simply a mistake that should never have happened.

Why is it so painful?

Why is she still crying?

"Don't cry, Mu Chen is beyond saving, but our child can still be saved." Futu Yun sighed softly.

Inside the main hall of the Great Thousand Palace, all the renowned powerhouses of the Great Thousand World remained silent.

A somber atmosphere permeated the entire hall.

All eyes, filled with a last glimmer of hope, converged on the two figures at the very center of the hall.

"Now, the very moment of life and death for our Great Thousand World has arrived." Flame Emperor Yan looked solemnly at the crowd.

Everyone fell silent. Even though they were all Heavenly Sovereign, they still felt a sense of unease.

"Flame Emperor, Martial Ancestor, Heavenly Evil God, are you two really no match for them?" Qin Tian asked bitterly.

Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor exchanged a glance. "If it's only in its eight-eyed state, the two of us plus Futu Yun naturally have nothing to fear."

"But if he can recover to his Nine-Eyed State, even if we join forces, we are far from being his match."

Martial Ancestor's eyes sharpened. "Unless one of us can leave our complete True Name on that Firmament Ledger,"

"That way, we can truly mobilize the World Power to suppress and kill the Heavenly Evil God."

The Green Shirt Sword Saint looked at them with hope in his eyes:

"If my Great Thousand World were to concentrate its resources, I wonder if it would be possible to help you two leave your complete True Name on the Firmament Ledger?"

Flame Emperor Yan shook his head helplessly. "The so-called True Name has nothing to do with the number of characters or strokes."

"All True Name consist of two parts: a surname and a given name."

"To completely imprint True Name requires immense power, which can only be accumulated over a long period of time,"

"While we are confident, it will take at least ten years, or even longer, to imprint our full True Name."

Actually, this is because they had taken the Great Thousand Creation Pill; otherwise, it would probably have taken decades.

Unfortunately, this kind of elixir can only be taken once in a lifetime.

Everyone fell silent again. In peaceful times, ten years would pass in the blink of an eye.

But Heavenly Evil God only needs five years to make a comeback and turn the Great Thousand World into an apocalypse.

What they lack most right now is precisely time.

"Then is there really no other way?" The Undying Lord's voice was hoarse.

His already aged face became even more ashen, and he looked utterly dejected.

Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor were speechless, and the oppressive atmosphere in the hall grew even heavier.

Futu Xuan gazed at the silent assembly of Heavenly Sovereign, and after a long while, suddenly spoke:

"If we can't get the Flame Emperor and the Martial Ancestor to leave their complete True Name on the Firmament Ledger within these five years,"

"Could we gather all the opportunities to make Futu Yun a true name on the list?"

"If we combine the power of the three ranked individuals, will we be able to contend with the Heavenly Evil God?"

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment upon hearing this.

Immediately afterward, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the many Heavenly Sovereign, and expressions of surprise appeared on their faces.

Futu Yun, with the power of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones,

Furthermore, the legacies of the Martial Ancestor and the Flame Emperor, as well as the legacies of the Immortal Emperor, deceived the Firmament Ledger.

He has become the third person on the list, but in the end, that's only temporary and not real.

Although his performance today was more impressive than that of Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor, his true strength is definitely inferior to theirs.

So they hadn't held out much hope for Futu Yun, but now it seems they were wrong.

If we can get him to actually be listed on the honor roll, maybe things will really turn around.

Moreover, Futu Yun is currently only Quasi-Heavenly Sovereign.

Perhaps once he successfully breaks through to the Heavenly Sovereign, leaving his name on the Firmament Ledger will be a natural outcome.

Flame Emperor Yan nodded. "He has already reached the Firmament Ledger."

"Furthermore, it can forcibly elevate power to our level,"

"Once he reaches the Heavenly Sovereign, reaching this realm should be much easier for him."

Martial Ancestor suddenly spoke up, "There's also One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, and even cultivated to the Three-God Realm,"

"If he can actually make it onto the list, that would be equivalent to adding three more people,"

"There will be a total of five people whose names will be on the list!"

"While I can't say for sure that I can defeat the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Evil God, I can at least put up a fight against him,"

"It can also bring a glimmer of hope to our Great Thousand World."

Like drowning people grasping at a last straw, everyone began to discuss it actively.

The gloom and depression that had been weighing on my heart have dissipated considerably.