"They were nothing but capering clowns, yet they dared to wreak havoc in the Nine Heavens. Did they truly think our realm had no one left?"
High in the heavens, He Mu's gaze grew colder still. As he watched the despair in the eyes of the Two Forbidden Zone Kings, an inexplicable sense of absurdity suddenly rose within him, somewhat laughable, yet somewhat desolate-
The Nine Heavens of old had been the mother of all realms. Although it had once been weak and diminished, under the leadership of him, Wuzhong, the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit, and others, it had long since risen again. Its radiance rivaled the Immortal Domain and the Foreign Domain, its renown spread far across the Boundary Sea, and all the Myriad Heavens revered it.
But now?
Two pieces of "trash" driven out of the Immortal Domain could establish Life Forbidden Zones within that once-great realm and lord it over everyone. These two thieves had even intercepted its primordial chaos fortune and turned it into resources for their own cultivation.
The Nine Heavens had declined, and the ancient realm was a sun sinking toward the western hills. Although the greatest debt lay with the Foreign Domain, these two thieves could absolutely not escape blame for their actions!
This was also where most of He Mu's anger came from.
Although, as a transmigrator who knew the "plot," He Mu had long understood that the decline of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands was a historical inevitability.
Emotionally, however, He Mu still could not accept such an outcome, and hoped to bring about some changes for the better in the course of history.
After all, he too had been a Heavenly Lord of the Immortal Ancient Era, one of the former leaders of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Now