Descent

The Sacred Dynasty Descends.

Within a magnificent council hall.

The Sacred Emperor stood with his hands behind his back beneath the open dome, gazing up at the starry sky beyond. His brow was tightly furrowed, his eyes dark and somber.

Behind him, the hall was gathered with all the great cultivators of the Sacred Dynasty. Every one of them held a second-rank destiny fruition—the Great Emperor rank.

Every one of them was a Dao Fruit Da Luo!

Many of these people normally remained in secluded cultivation, unseen for hundreds of thousands of years. Even more had ventured far beyond the Primeval Great World in search of opportunities among the stars.

Now that the great tribulation was approaching, nearly all of the Sacred Dynasty's foundations that could return had come back.

An old Daoist clad in coarse gray robes and barefooted spoke leisurely. "Sacred Emperor, now that the Heavenly Lord is absent, we old fellows are willing to trust you. Tell us about these immortals and gods."

"In ancient times, our Sacred Dynasty was once so glorious. It was all because of those so-called immortals and gods—they ganged up on the few, seeking to suppress our sacred ancestor. Though our Sacred Dynasty was ultimately defeated, the sacred ancestor slaughtered three thousand immortals and gods alone, as easily as killing chickens and butchering cattle. How stirring that was."

"So many years have passed, yet our Sacred Dynasty has still not returned to its zenith. We have failed the sacred ancestor."

"Sacred Emperor, these immortals and gods have returned from reincarnation, so they must be coming for us. Whatever the reason for his revival, we must have a plan to deal with it."

As several ancient Great Emperors slowly recounted the legends of the ancient era.

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