Crack.
All around was chaos, at the time of the beginning of creation, the dawn of chaos.
In the tunnel of time, one by one, the beings opened their eyes, took a deep breath, showing surprise and joy, "Our last remnant consciousness successfully escaped, Emperor Xia successfully opened the time channel for us, allowing us to return to the past?"
Their bodies, rules, and bloodlines had all collapsed.
Only one last wisp of consciousness remained...
But this wisp was enough.
"No, we did not successfully return to the past, we have recreated the world, heading towards the future, just as Jiaxia said, we are going to: the next future." Nether Celestial Venerable said bitterly.
He witnessed Jiaxia's demise with his own eyes; he used his life to ignite the last hope.
That great hero, the ancient Great Xia Monarch, guiding the future of the Earth's civilizations, but he was already dead and gone.
And those who survived were these decaying ancient beings instead.
