Three thousand years later.
The Demon Emperor slew the last Dark Beast King with his own hands. After three thousand years of campaigning, they had finally reclaimed the Mountain and River World, the Essence Light World, and several surrounding worlds occupied by Dark Beasts.
Not long before, thunderous explosions had begun ringing out intermittently from the direction of the Spacetime Empire, echoing throughout the vast expanse of spacetime.
An Ancient Supreme Powerhouse beside the Demon Emperor spoke. "The Spacetime Furnaces have been blown up. I sensed an intense aura of destruction."
"Legend has it that the Spacetime Furnaces were built by one of the Spacetime Empire's earliest emperors. He was its most ancient great emperor, a true powerhouse who had fought his way along the imperial path and attained that rank."
"The Spacetime Furnaces he built also had self-destruct mechanisms capable of destroying the entire Spacetime Empire."
Demon Emperor Daochen's expression grew grave. With the spacetime barriers blocking his view, he could not see exactly what had happened in the direction of the Spacetime Empire.
But he was certain the Spacetime Administration was behind all of it.
Detonating the Spacetime Furnaces would destroy almost all the empire's territory.
Ten furnaces were scattered throughout the empire's heartland. Detonating them all would mean the empire's destruction.
Just then, a light breeze brushed over the Demon Emperor's head, followed by an onslaught of incomparably terrifying energy.
The Ancient Supreme Powerhouse spoke again. "A shock wave, just as I thought. I caught the scent of an eternal aura."
Demon Emperor Daochen carefully sensed it. Though both men stood within the shock wave, neither could be shaken.
Just as the man had said, it carried the traces of the Spacetime Furnaces.
He had to admit that the Spacetime Administration was truly ruthless.
Had they detonated