Above the River of Time, Jiang Yang stood upon the Imperial Bell, looking down over the ages.
Human courage and cowardice flowed through the River of Years!
Darkness and light coexisted; survival and death lived side by side.
Though there was much sorrow, there were always songs of praise.
So many eras of heroism, so much of Human Civilization's radiance.
Familiar figures also appeared in the River of Time, as though living their lives once more.
At the final instant before stepping out of the River of Time, he turned his gaze toward the earliest era.
That was the First Era, the most mysterious era, the Human Civilization to which that most mysterious First Supreme belonged.
The beginning of all humanity!
The universe was vast and unfathomably mysterious.
How could the dominant beings of every era be humans in human form?
It could only be because they shared the same source.
The First Era was humanity's source.
After reaching the Sixth Epoch's time node, Jiang Yang fell silent for a long while, composed himself, and stepped out of the River of Time.
The Underworld.
Above the Central Palace.
The Underworld's once-dim sky suddenly blazed with light!
Beneath the gazes of countless Ghost Clan powerhouses.
A majestic, heroic being stepped out of the River of Years, standing upon a bell.
Golden hair and golden eyes, a figure brimming with heroic splendor!
The bell's lingering peal spread throughout the myriad worlds!
That supreme imperial aura, exalted and sacred beyond all else, stirred submission in every living being's heart.
It was a bearing unrivaled beneath the heavens!
Inside the palace.
The beautiful Supreme, dressed in a red top and skirt, looked toward the high heavens, a smile rising on her face.
"You're finally back."
The next moment.
The imperial figure standing upon the