Everyone present realized something utterly terrifying.
Besides minor cultivators like Li Xiaonan, those who had ventured deep into the Emperor Mausoleum included the supreme figures of the great holy lands and families-the handful of people at the very pinnacle of this world. If disaster befell them too, the world would surely descend into chaos!
"The world is about to fall into chaos!" If something happened to those people, how many would remain who could keep the world in check?
Whenever chaos engulfed the world, disaster first struck those at the top. Only after the great masters had all perished would demons and monsters emerge in endless waves.
In the past, the great families and holy lands had boasted countless powerful cultivators. The demons and monsters lurking in the shadows had not dared make trouble, and even the Primordial Myriad Races currently awake had shown some wariness. Since the primordial age, the Human Race had held center stage beneath heaven and earth. Countless Heavenly Prodigies had sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, with each generation of monstrous talents giving way to the next.
But once those powerful cultivators perished, the Primordial Myriad Races would surely seize the chance to emerge again and stand above the Human Race once more.
And this time, the Human Race would be powerless to resist!
Young Master Wei glanced at Xiao Nannan, then turned and left without lingering.
An ancestor of the Wei Family had also ventured deep into the Emperor Mausoleum!
The cultivators departed one after another. Some were filled with joy, others wore worried faces, and some appeared solemn while inwardly brimming with excitement.
If the balance was not maintained, the slightest misstep could plunge the world into chaos and send blood flowing in rivers.
Perhaps even Desolate Ancient Families and transcendent holy