Who First Awakens from the Great Dream? I Alone Know My Life
Each of these Human Clan who appeared on the battlefield was an extremely powerful being.
Each one of them can look down upon the sky.
Unfortunately, their opponents were much stronger.
Even these incredibly powerful individuals were no match for them.
Even in their desperate and selfless battle, they still fell one after another.
What followed was a complete and utter defeat.
Everyone is in defeat.
They are on the verge of collapse.
Even so, a steady stream of powerful individuals continued to appear on the battlefield to replenish the Human Clan's fighting strength.
However, their collapse was still remarkably rapid.
The enemy is simply too powerful and too numerous; they are already finding it difficult to cope.
However, these guys who were on the verge of collapse gritted their teeth and held on desperately.
Even if they fought to the last man, they were unwilling to give up.
Behind them were the elderly, weak, women, and children of the Human Clan.
How could they bear to see their loved ones slaughtered by these guys?
The eyes of the Human Clan in the scene were all moist.
And in the rear areas of the battlefield, there were the elderly, the weak, women, children, and even kids.
No one evacuated.
Everyone was holding a weapon.
He quietly watched the soldiers blocking his way.
As soon as those soldiers broke down, they were the first to rush in.
No one wants to live a life of ignominy.
Even the most hardened and powerful beings in the Primordial World were moved to tears by such a scene.
In the distant grand hall, that powerful being still sat there.
The sermons continue unabated.
He was truly eloquent, his words flowing like a torrent, and the golden lotus appeared out of nowhere.
Those powerful individuals who came to listen to the lectures continuously broke through their cultivation levels.
It keeps getting stronger.
Those who had become stronger rose and bowed deeply to this figure, expressing the highest respect from the depths of their hearts.
He then left the main hall and went straight to the battlefield.
What awaited them might be death in battle, or even mutual destruction with the enemy, but not one of them hesitated for even a moment.
They left.
Many weaker creatures also entered the main hall with utmost respect.
Find a corner to sit down and listen quietly to the sermon.
The mysterious and powerful figure preaching in the main hall------
In the rear of the Human Clan, those elderly, weak, women, and children prepared to die...
And the powerful Human Clan who came to their deaths one after another at the forefront.
This created a tragic yet awe-inspiring cycle.
Many Primordial World beings, upon seeing this, couldn't help but break down in tears.
Such a scene is truly tragic.
It's unknown how many years this lasted.
Finally.
The scene in the air kept changing.
The hall where the mysterious powerful figure preached was finally empty.
The last person to listen to the teachings there also left for the battlefield.
This means that no one will come to listen to the lectures anymore.
This means that almost Human Clan's warriors, those capable of fighting on the battlefield, are now dead.
Only the elderly, women, and children remained.
The powerful man sighed deeply.
Finally, he stood up.
His gaze turned to the battlefield.
Only a handful of powerful Human Clan remained on the battlefield, struggling to hold on.
The mysterious and powerful figure finally let out a deep sigh.
"So many events throughout history, yet all that remains is a cycle of life and death, a tale of ruin!"
"Looking back on the past, when I was alive, closing my eyes brought night, and opening them brought day! But in the end, it was all for naught!"
"When I am pleased, the Nine Realms are at peace; when I am enraged, all races tremble in fear. Now I am at my wit's end, even if I am slaughtered, I will not linger on in vain!"
The voice was extremely deep, almost like a whisper.
But all living beings in the entire world in the picture heard it.
Almost all the creatures in the entire Primordial World heard it as well.
Upon hearing this, all the beings of the Primordial World were moved to tears.
Is this yet another tragic hero?
Even if we are slaughtered, even if our entire clan is wiped out, shouldn't we at least cling to life?
How similar is this spirit to that of the Human Clan?
Human Clan can completely empathize with this.
Even in ancient times, when Human Clan were reduced to two-legged sheep, they did not completely perish.
They continued to fight relentlessly, and not a single person retreated even half a step.
That's how he finally became the Lord of the Primordial World.
The tragic hero in the sky clearly resonated with the Primordial World Human Clan.
The scene in the air changed once again in the next moment.
This powerful warrior finally went to the battlefield.
As the strongest among the Human Clan.
As the deepest foundation of the Human Clan.
He went to the battlefield alone.
The moment this powerful figure appeared on the battlefield, the incredibly fierce fighting inexplicably stopped.
Both the killers and the killed stopped.
There was only one person who appeared on the battlefield, simply standing there.
This created the most beautiful scenery in the world.
This created a natural barrier, directly separating the two sides.
The vast and magnificent battlefield came to a complete halt at this moment.
Seeing this scene, all the Human Clan were promoted to noble ranks were filled with excitement.
This legacy is remarkable.
If one could obtain even one or two of these, one would surely achieve immortality.
It wasn't just Human Clan who were paying attention to this figure.
Other living beings were also watching this figure.
After all, this figure seemed to be no weaker than that peerless, Great Emperor Wushi.
This is yet another terrifying lineage.
A moment later, the view in the sky changed again.
He walked forward slowly.
Facing the enemy head-on, we followed step by step.
With just a simple movement, the enemy in front of him retreated step by step, and fear appeared on the face of each enemy.
This powerful being slightly raised his hand, then gently lowered it.
The battlefield trembled violently.
Countless enemy ant-men died on the battlefield.
It truly is true that with a wave of the hand, heaven and earth can be overturned.
"Who awakens first from this great dream? Only I know the truth of my own life!"
"Single-handedly battling three thousand emperors, sweeping across thirteen continents with both hands!"
"I am the master of heaven and earth, I am your nightmare!"
"As long as I am here, Human Clan is here!!!"
"I am Li Qiye!!!"
These words were spoken extremely softly, but everyone heard them clearly.
Everyone who heard this was deeply shocked.
This person named Li Qiye is indeed incredibly domineering.
Such a powerful figure and such a powerful legacy are truly beyond imagination.
The view from the air changed once again.
Suddenly, dozens of terrifying enemies appeared within the enemy ranks.
Each enemy possessed a terrifying aura, as if facing an abyss.
Each of the number one figures possesses the divine power to cleave the heavens.
These enemies attacked Li Qiye together.
Li Qiye, however, went to meet them alone.
Behind him stood the Human Clan.
Behind him lay the last spark of the Human Clan.
The aerial view ends here.
None of the Primordial World beings could react in time.
After the aerial footage completely ended, the Human Clan and other creatures of the Primordial World were indeed left wanting more.
So what happened in the end?
Did this powerful figure named Li Qiye die on the battlefield?
Or did he ultimately defeat those dozens of powerful individuals whose strength was no less than his own?
Many people were scratching their heads in frustration.
But the image in the sky had completely disappeared.
This was driving them crazy.
However, it was obvious to everyone.
This man named Li Qiye was a tragic figure among powerful individuals.
They devoted themselves wholeheartedly to resisting powerful enemies for the Human Clan.