"Boom..."
In the Big Dipper's Eastern Wasteland, earth-shaking rumbles erupted from the forbidden lands where the Ancient Race slumbered.
The next moment, figures shot into the sky one after another.
"It seems she truly has reached the end!"
Someone spoke with an indescribable sigh, gazing toward the Cosmic Frontier at the boundless Emperor Calamity pouring down, deeply moved.
"Without taking that step, even a Heavenly Emperor must reach an end!"
Another answered in a clear voice, likewise looking toward the boundless Emperor Calamity illuminating the universe.
"Someone so astonishing may never appear again, even after eternal ages. What a pity! What a tragedy!"
"But this is for the best. In this lifetime, we should contend for the imperial throne!"
"Indeed. Sadly, of all those countless Heavenly Prodigies back then, only a few of us remain!"
"..."
Voices also rang out across the universe's eight desolations.
The next moment, ancient figures appeared at the pinnacle of the Emperor Road, intent on cutting off Yang Hui's Emperor Calamity.
They were all Heavenly Prodigies from the same era as the Ruthless Great Emperor.
Before the Ruthless One had attained the Dao, she had slaughtered until the Emperor Road collapsed.
She had slaughtered until the mighty warriors of the Ten Thousand Races fell.
It had been a tremendous catastrophe, scarcely less devastating than a Dark Turmoil.
Some Heavenly Prodigies had witnessed the Ruthless Great Emperor's might and acknowledged that they could not contend with her. Unwilling though they were, they had ultimately sealed themselves away one after another.
They had hoped to wait for a golden age, emerge again, and prove their Dao to become emperors.
Never had they imagined that their wait would last forty or fifty thousand years.
Now someone was seeking to prove her Dao, yet that woman's Dao still had