The Five Heroes of Chaotic Ancient closed their eyes and "rode forth," showing off for all they were worth.
As for Meng Chuan, who stood in their way?
An ant, nothing more!
Startled by the Initial Holy Land and the auras of Emperors appearing one after another, the five had awakened from their slumber and rushed here without pause.
They had no idea what had happened here, how many Emperors had died, or why the five Sacred Ancestors of the Otherworld had been arranged in such strange poses.
But they did not care. Together, the five were certain no one in this age could stop them!
They thought nothing of the five Sacred Ancestors of the Otherworld.
Perhaps Pangu and Nuwa, the War Souls of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the Emperor blocking their path had joined forces to capture the Five Sacred Ancestors.
But that had nothing to do with the five heroes.
They only needed to trample every enemy underfoot.
Yet after entering the Heavenly Sacred Relic World, they stopped. They gazed at Pangu and the others' War Souls, endless coldness in their eyes.
"Pangu, Nuwa, Three Sovereigns, Five Emperors—when you gathered the other Emperors to surround and kill us, did you ever imagine this day?"
One of the Five Heroes of Chaotic Ancient spoke, his voice icy.
"We still live, while even your War Souls are about to fade!"
"We disappeared back then only because we sensed a change coming to heaven and earth and deliberately went into hiding."
"If we had not wished to leave, who could have driven us away?"
"Pangu, Nuwa, Three Sovereigns, Five Emperors—you were the ones secretly orchestrating the great change that made it impossible for Emperors to remain in this world, weren't you?"
"The Emperors wanted to destroy the