"It seemed you knew already," the God Emperor said with a smile from the side.
"Time Emperor," Xu Zimo said, enunciating each word.
Of all the people on the Yuanyang Continent, the only one Xu Zimo could think of who wielded the Great Way of Time strongly enough to leave the God Emperor helpless was the Time Emperor.
He was the second Great Emperor of the Era of Emperors.
He was not human. Rumor had it that he came from an ancient race known as the Cang Clan.
Back then, he had become Emperor through the Time-Space Great Way, and both his identity and whereabouts had remained exceedingly mysterious.
Few had ever seen his true face. To the people of the Yuanyang Continent, he was likely one of the most mysterious Great Emperors of the Era of Emperors.
"What did he want?" Xu Zimo asked in confusion.
"I don't know." The God Emperor shook his head.
The scene before them continued to shift as light shone across the earth.
The ruins that had once stood there had vanished. Before Xu Zimo stretched a desolate, boundless plain.
The ground was empty, with nothing upon it.
Then the scene suddenly changed.
One day, a group of people arrived on that barren plain.
Their clothing was bizarre and varied—some wore animal hides, while others wore crude garments woven from leaves and branches.
After arriving on the plain, the group began building houses and erecting bamboo towers.
Their cultivation was not particularly strong, but as martial cultivators, constructing houses was no difficult task for them.
Before long, orderly houses had risen across the plain.
At first, there were only a dozen or so houses. Later, as more and more people came to the plain,
they all settled there, and the original village gradually developed