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405: Unrest escalates

At the same time.

The numerous Dark Supremes still dormant in the Life Forbidden Zones also seemed to be affected.

In the Primordial Ancient Mine, one Dark Supreme after another gazed in Wang Dong's direction, their eyes flickering with astonishing brilliance, and began to converse.

"I didn't expect the contemporary Sacred Body to have reached such a stage. This time, when we hunt, we will surely return with a full harvest."

"Although the Qi and Blood of an aged Sacred Body inevitably decline, it still needs to wait ten thousand years. Why not assist him now?"

"Wait, we'll make our move when he's exhausted. We'll achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"Why not follow the trend, stir up turmoil together, harvest a batch of living beings to replenish ourselves, and then it will be convenient to compete with others."

"Excellent!"

As the words fell, heaven and earth trembled.

An astonishing aura revived from the Primordial Ancient Mine.

Terrifying figures, one after another, emerged from within. With each step, their Qi and Blood grew stronger.

In just a moment, their auras were no weaker than the Supremes of the current era.

Everyone guarding outside the Primordial Ancient Mine looked on in horror.

They had escaped the Lord of Reincarnation and other Supremes, but they never expected the Life Forbidden Zones on Burial Emperor Star to also begin to riot.

Instantly, the various Ancient aristocratic families and Holy Lands activated their foundations.

Relying on Supreme Emperor Weapons, they opened up space in the Void Realm, attempting to avoid the catastrophe.

At the same time, Yaochi Holy Land.

When the West Queen Mother sensed that heaven-shaking aura, she had already planned to seek help from the Wang family.

No matter what, the Wang family's grandmother also came from Yaochi Holy Land. Even if the two sides later split and their relationship soured.

But blood is thicker than water, and the sentiment remained.

What's more, it wasn't a big deal itself.

It was merely a measure taken by the Holy Land to preserve its Legacy, for the sake of avoiding harm and seeking benefit.

As long as they yielded, there shouldn't be any problem.

But to their surprise, those terrifying existences didn't even spare them a glance.

Instead, they transformed into black Qi, spreading throughout the Myriad Realms.

The Dark Turmoil had arrived.

Far more astonishing than before.

Wherever the terrifying existences passed, all Ancient Stars of Life turned desolate.

All living beings were devoured.

The Myriad Realms wailed, and the Myriad Dao mourned, weeping for the fallen beings.

Countless people cursed the Supremes, and countless others knelt in prayer, but no one could save them.

Figures disappeared between heaven and earth, harvested as the purest Source of Life.

At the same time.

In an ancient Star Domain.

A massive golden divine hall stood atop the snow-capped mountains here.

On the Supreme throne within the hall, an ancient figure suddenly opened his eyes.

His withered body, in just a moment, regained its full Qi and Blood.

His aura instantly dispersed this snowy mountain, and countless snowflakes burst into water vapor, disappearing between heaven and earth.

He looked with profound eyes in a certain direction, then took out a golden scroll from his bosom.

The next moment, he soared into the sky, arriving in the Starry Sky, slowly unfurling the golden scroll and chanting aloud.

"Human Emperor Decree! The Dark Turmoil sweeps the Myriad Realms! Who will follow me to protect the Human Race!?"

This voice was ancient and desolate, carrying the weight of history, as if it had arrived from the past to the present.

Waves of sound swept towards the Myriad Realms, but most people seemed not to hear it, showing no reaction.

Only the Dark Supremes, their eyes flickering, reacted.

"It's those people. To this day, I wonder how much power they still have left."

"What is there to fear? The Human Emperor is already dead; even his old subordinates can only be our sustenance."

"The vanguard general has already been slain by me! If anyone foolishly comes to die, then I shall personally send them into Reincarnation."

Many Dark Supremes all showed disdain.

But at the same time.

In the Cosmic Starry Sky, in an ancient secret place.

Once rarely visited, it now emitted a heaven-shaking aura.

Beams of light shot towards the sky.

A vast voice reverberated through heaven and earth.

"Dare-to-Die Camp, Xuan Eighteen is willing to fight with the Marshal!"

Blood light soared into the sky, and a blind old soldier emerged from the secret place.

His aura was only that of a Quasi-Emperor, yet he exuded the Qi and Blood of a hundred battles, wearing tattered armor, his sword already blunted.

But he walked with firm steps, steadily advancing towards a certain part of the Universe.

Wherever he passed, the essence of heaven and earth was devoured by him. In just a moment, his withered and small body became incredibly full.

Similar events occurred in many places in the Cosmic Starry Sky.

The old soldiers who were severely wounded under the Human Emperor's command now responded one after another.

At the same time, in another divine mountain.

A golden banner quietly reappeared.

The two characters 'Suiren' on it were incredibly ancient, exuding a mysterious Dao charm.

With the call, it slowly drifted towards the Cosmic Starry Sky.

Wherever it passed, it exuded a majestic aura, forcing the black Qi back inch by inch.

"I will wield the banner! The old soldier is not dead, still capable of a hundred battles!"

A shout echoed in the Starry Sky, as a limping old soldier stepped forth from the Cosmic Starry Sky, treading on the sun.

His aura was exceptionally astonishing, wrapped in a white shroud, exuding the might of the Supreme Dao.

He embraced the golden banner, and the banner instantly began to revive, an aura sweeping across the Myriad Realms.

The Myriad Realms of the Universe could feel a slight tremor.

In the Human Emperor Hall.

A young figure, looking at the constantly vibrating Human Emperor Seal in his hand, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Footsteps sounded from behind him, and an old man bowed and approached.

"Young Lord, the Dark Turmoil sweeps the Myriad Realms. Should the Human Emperor Hall emerge?"

"How can we emerge? Dozens of Dark Supremes. Even if we bring out all our foundations, it's still not enough to resist."

The young man's tone was cold.

But several figures flashed through his mind.

The Wang family... the great enmity of the Human Race's Starry Sky Ancient Road, he still hadn't forgotten it to this day.

If he remembered correctly, Wang Dong, the Clan Chief of the Wang family, was an Ancient Sacred Body.

Even Wang Ming himself possessed the Bloodline of an Ancient Sacred Body. In this Dark Turmoil, he would inevitably become a highly sought-after prize.

Without any surprises, he would definitely be targeted by the Dark Supremes.

In a sense, it could be considered a great revenge fulfilled.

The hunched figure behind him, hearing this, couldn't help but pause, then spoke again.

"But the living beings of the Myriad Realms are suffering a catastrophe. If we don't emerge..."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"When I emerged, those people never respected the Human Emperor. Now that they face a catastrophe, they call out our names? What do they take me for? And what do they take the Human Emperor for?"

"My father once stabilized the world, yet his descendants were humiliated on the Starry Sky Ancient Road, with not a single subordinate daring to step forward. Now they still attempt to shake the Human Emperor Seal?"

"Pass on my order, no one is to leave."

As the words fell, his figure slowly disappeared.

The old man behind him, seeing this, couldn't help but sigh.

The Young Lord's mindset had been shattered.

If it were the former Human Emperor Young Lord, he would have already acted.

Even if it meant exhausting all foundations, he would protect all living beings of the Human Race.

But after returning last time, the Young Lord seemed to have changed into a different person.

He pursed his lips, silent, and lightly shook his head, looking in the direction of the Human Emperor's banner.

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