"Just as well. Through the Ye Family's eyes and hands, let the entire Immortal Realm know that this seat has completely sunk into burial, that the Human Race's last powerhouse in the open has been buried..."
"Then our race will be free of all worries."
Gai Sanqian's lingering thought gazed faintly at the riverbed. "...You are the Human Race's final trump card in the Immortal Realm. When a world-shaking Dao struggle erupts in the Immortal Realm in the future and the Human Race faces the calamity of extermination, you may emerge from this river."
"The Dao struggle of all under heaven, the great era of the Human Race."
"Remember... the Human Race was abandoned by the Great Dao Ranking and the Immortal Realm's leap in the hierarchy of life. Because of this, the coming great era of Dao struggle will favor the Human Race. This seat has been suppressed in this life, with no hope remaining, and can only entrust these final wishes to later generations."
Gai Sanqian spoke calmly, casting one final glance at Mu Yuanzhi. In the end, a flaw had still appeared. He had not accounted for this man completely—or perhaps that strand of kindness in his heart from long ago had left behind this calamity for himself.
Having said that.
He swept Mu Yuanzhi's remnant soul away with him, vanishing soundlessly into the Immortal Realm Heaven and Earth. It seemed they had perished together, while the Ye Family reaped an enormous benefit behind the scenes... monopolizing the entire Three Thousand Universes' "living creature resources."
The River of Time did not vanish. It flowed on without cease since Eternal Antiquity.
From the riverbed came ancient divine thoughts, where one "Dao Ancestor Shou" after another stood. The entire River of Time was evolving countless worlds and ages—past,