515: The escaped ancient prince

Gu Changge withdrew his gaze from overlooking the common people and turned to look at Xuan Yangzi and the Five Ancestors beside him, who were still somewhat dazed.

In a calm tone, he said, "Old Ancestors, Senior Brother, since matters here are settled, let us return."

Xuan Yangzi and the Five Ancestors snapped back to their senses: "Good, let's return!"

Not far away, Xing Tianao took in the entire scene.

His gaze lingered particularly on Xuan Yangzi and the others for a moment, sensing the natural and unique closeness between them and the Dominator.

He sighed inwardly: "Are these the people from the Sect where the Dominator belongs..."

Just as his thoughts were surging, Gu Changge's indifferent voice rang in his ear: "You come along as well."

Xing Tianao's body shook, and he immediately suppressed all stray thoughts, responding respectfully: "Yes, Dominator!"

Almost at the same time Gu Changge's figure vanished, a gentle transmission landed precisely in the depths of the Divine Souls of Xiao Ruobai, Ling Xi, and the others who were standing by in the Southern Region below:

"Handle the matters at hand, then return to the Sect."

Before his voice finished echoing, his figure had already faded into the Void Realm, as if he had never appeared.

"Yes, Master!"

A sharp light flashed in Xiao Ruobai's eyes; Master was back!

The group bowed to accept the command.

The void beyond the heavens returned to complete silence.

Only in the Xuanhuang Great World below, the cheers of survivors and their yearnings for the future burned like an unquenchable fire, announcing the formal beginning of a brand-new era.

Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Star Gazing Platform.

Heavenly Secret Master's hair and beard were all white.

"Is it over?" His voice carried a hint of trance and an incredulous dryness.

"More than twenty Ancient Supremes and the Dark Turmoil accumulated over eons were completely suppressed in such a short time, without even a ripple lasting..."

He recalled the terrifying fluctuations he had sensed earlier, which had almost torn apart the river of fate of the entire Xuanhuang Great World.

And the vast, majestic power that descended afterward, soothing all wounds and dispersing all gloom.

Heavenly Secret Master felt that everything he had learned in his life and his understanding of heavenly secrets and fate were completely overturned at this moment.

What made his heart palpitate even more was that the actual damage caused by this catastrophe, which seemed capable of destroying the world, was ultimately controlled within an unbelievably 'tiny' range.

When the Supremes emerged wishing to devour all living beings, they were blocked by several Emperors and that mysterious force.

Even those Forbidden Grounds that had been entrenched for eons and were regarded as the tumors of heaven and earth were wiped away, turning into soil for new opportunities and Luck.

How was this merely suppressing a turmoil? This was clearly creation and reforging!

His clouded gaze turned toward the Central Region, where the Dao Zang Academy was located and where the aura of the new Emperor first erupted.

"Senior Xing Tianao actually succeeded in achieving Nirvana to become an Emperor in this era."

Heavenly Secret Master murmured in a low voice, his tone complex.

The attainment of the Dao by this legendary Quasi-Emperor should have been a major event shaking the ages and dominating the future flow of Luck.

But placed amidst today's series of dramatic changes, it seemed somewhat 'ordinary.'

"And..." His brow furrowed deeply, as if tying into a knot,

"That abruptly appearing mysterious force, with over a dozen Supreme Emperor Weapons deployed at once, and more than one Emperor-level existence with unfathomable auras appearing to clash head-on with over ten Ancient Supremes..."

He tried to deduce, but the information about that force on the star chart seemed completely shielded by some higher-level power, and even a faint throb of backlash came through, causing a stinging pain in his Divine Soul.

Heavenly Secret Master felt a sense of powerlessness wash over him.

"What exactly is your Origin? And what kind of world-shaking secret is hidden behind that moment of eruption and deathly silence beyond the southern heavens?"

"I can't see through it, I can't calculate it... Forget it, I won't calculate anymore."

Heavenly Secret Master suddenly waved his sleeve, throwing the deduction traces on the star chart into chaos, his old face flushing red.

"I've pried into heavenly secrets my whole life and have never seen anything so ridiculous! I haven't been able to calculate a single hair for the past year!"

Cursing and swearing, he kicked open the door of the Star Gazing Platform and left without looking back.

Meanwhile, at the Yaochi Holy Land, atop the Forbidden Ground shrouded in immortal mist.

Holy Lord Ji Qingyi's injuries had recovered significantly. She gazed toward the Southern Region, remaining silent for a long time.

That Supreme power that smoothed heaven and earth and dispersed the Forbidden Grounds, that aura so familiar yet so vast it made her Soul tremble slightly... After a long while, a very faint murmur, mixed with shock, realization, and incomparably complex emotions, escaped her lips and dissipated in the wind:

"Benefactor, is this the true strength of you and your subordinates?"

The aftershocks of the shock went far beyond this.

In the Great Thunder Sound Temple of the Western Desert, Ancient Buddha Huixin sat withered on his lotus platform, his Buddha light flickering several times.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty of the Central Region, the imperial Old Ancestors all appeared, heatedly discussing the new world order.

The Old Ancestors of the various Holy Lands faced each other in silence, their eyes filled with shock and wonder that could not be hidden.

The Xuanhuang Great World gradually resumed its operation. Survivors cleared the ruins and rebuilt their homes, while Sect forces tallied their losses and comforted their Disciples.

Peace quietly returned, but it did not dilute the shock left by the catastrophe. The rise of the mysterious force and Xing Tianao's ascension to Emperor were like two heavy bombs continuing to ferment in the world.

Xing Tianao becoming an Emperor gave Xuanhuang a contemporary Emperor at last, a pillar to protect heaven and earth.

As for that mysterious force, no one knew its Origin or depth.

Only a bone-deep shock lingered in the hearts of every insider; various speculations emerged endlessly, yet no one could ever confirm them.

Within the mountains of the Southern Region!

Several figures with withered auras were terrified, attempting to suppress all their Qi and turning into infinitesimal streaks of light as they fled for their lives in different directions away from the battlefield.

These were exactly the few offspring of the Ancient Emperors who had appeared earlier!

"Father's aura has completely vanished!..."

The Golden Crow Ancient Imperial Prince's voice trembled, his eyes no longer holding a shred of his usual arrogance, leaving only boundless fear and despair.

He clearly perceived that the sliver of Origin connection in his Bloodline linked to his father had snapped and been annihilated all at once not long ago!

He didn't dare think deeply about what this meant.

"Escape! I must escape! This place has become a death trap!"

The Son of the Holy Light Tiger Emperor activated a void secret treasure at any cost.

However, their movements were all seen clearly by Old Huang!

"Hmph, a few little loaches think they can slip away under Lord Niu's nose?"

A thick but playful cold snort seemed to explode directly within the Divine Souls of the several Ancient Imperial Princes.

In the next moment, a phantom of a giant bull hoof covered in green fur appeared, seemingly large enough to encompass heaven and earth.

Ignoring spatial distance, it suddenly appeared in front of each of their escape paths and stepped down gently!

"Puff!"

The void solidified, and the Laws were imprisoned.

The several Ancient Imperial Princes couldn't even let out a scream before they were forcefully stepped out of their light streaks by that irresistible force.

One by one, they spat blood, their demon bodies cracked, and they fell from the void like swatted flies, rolling into a pathetic heap.