TL Note: Sorry everyone, I made a mistake on the names for the eras. Ancient Era should have been the Primordial Era and the next era is the Ancient era. And the "Ancient" adjective should be Primordial, like "Primordial people".
"Are we finally leaving the Primordial Era…?" He Yiming looked at the Bridge to the Other Shore that had reappeared before him and couldn't help feeling emotional.
At this moment, the players were all reluctantly bidding farewell to the people of the Primordial Era.
"Brother Lufei! Will we… be able to meet again?"
The youth with the broken horn Qing and the black-haired boy Yi stood beside King Lufei, unable to hold back their feelings as they asked.
"Of course you can! As long as you live long enough! Hahahaha!"
King Lufei laughed loudly and rubbed both of their heads.
"Yi, you must protect your grandpa well!"
King Lufei patted Yi's shoulder and reminded him.
"Mm! I'll definitely protect Grandpa!"
"But… Grandpa is already very old…"
"I don't know when… Grandpa will…"
The black-haired boy Yi couldn't help saying with a trembling voice.
"Don't lose hope! This world is a world of miracles! If that day really comes… maybe you can leave the Primordial Land and search for the Seven Dragon Balls! I heard that if you gather all seven, you can make a wish come true! Maybe you can let your grandpa break past the limits of lifespan!"
King Lufei thought for a moment and spoke seriously.
"Really!?"
Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Of course! Even if you can't find Dragon Balls… maybe there are immortal springs, longevity cultivation methods, something out there! There will definitely be a way!"
King Lufei replied confidently.
"Then… what if I still can't find anything in this world?"
Yi asked nervously.
"If it were me… and I couldn't find it in this world… then I'd become stronger, surpass this world, ascend to a higher world, and keep searching! As long as your will to protect your grandpa keeps burning… there will always be hope!"
King Lufei said firmly.
"I understand!"
Yi nodded heavily, clenching his fists tightly.
He slowly raised his head and looked toward the endless sky.
Once, that limitless sky felt like a giant cage pressing down on him.
But after hearing King Lufei's words…
This sky was indeed unimaginably vast.
However…
One day, I'll be like Brother Lufei too…
I'll break through this sky…
And see a broader world!
"Brother Lufei! I'll definitely lead everyone… and live on! No matter how many years it takes… we'll survive!"
The broken horned youth Qing declared with seriousness.
"I believe you can do it!"
King Lufei nodded, then seemed to think of something. He took off his straw hat and gently placed it onto Qing's head.
"Everyone's counting on you now!"
King Lufei smiled.
"Mm!!"
Qing nodded silently, eyes firm.
"Everyone, it's time to depart!"
At this moment, He Yiming saw that the time was almost up and finally spoke.
And so, the players reluctantly bid farewell to the people of the Primordial Era and stepped onto the Bridge to the Other Shore one by one.
He Yiming also began walking toward the bridge.
"Master He Yiming! One day… I'll become as great as you! I'll become the tree that supports everyone!"
Qing suddenly ran to He Yiming's side and shouted loudly.
"Mm. I believe you. You can do it."
He Yiming nodded.
"This is the inheritance of our Tree Clan! Lord He Yiming, please accept it! Thank you… for saving our clan, for saving everyone!"
Qing spoke solemnly, then held out both hands—offering a small, tender green sprout.
"Hm?"
He Yiming froze for a moment, then casually reached out and accepted the sprout.
Inside the little sprout, there was only the faintest trace of wood-type power.
Compared to He Yiming's current Green Emperor Longevity Body — Heavenly Pill Realm, Great Perfection, the gap was simply astronomical.
This tiny sprout was like a dying candle flame trembling in the wind inside a rundown wooden hut…
While He Yiming's power was like a boundless sea of raging flames stretching for tens of thousands of miles!
That was how vast the difference was!
"Tree Clan's inheritance, huh?"
He Yiming didn't think too much about it. He closed his hand around the little sprout, gently patted Broken-Horn youth Qing's head, then turned and stepped onto the Bridge of the Other Shore.
Mu Xueying had been waiting for He Yiming at the side of the bridge. When she saw him come over, she finally moved, walking side by side with him toward the opposite end of the bridge.
Very soon, He Yiming and the players' figures disappeared upon the Bridge of the Other Shore.
Almost at the same time…
"It appeared again!"
Young Master Six Paths stared at the bridge before him, unable to hide his shock.
"It's the bridge! The bridge again!"
"Master, please take us with you! We are willing to keep fighting at your side!"
"Right, Master! Don't abandon us!"
…
Behind Young Master Six Paths, over a dozen ragged figures were begging miserably.
They were none other than those so-called geniuses who had originally come from the Upper Realm.
But now, every single one of them was in a pitiful state—severely injured, their auras incredibly weak, and every treasure on their bodies had already been stripped clean. There was no way they could look any more miserable.
"Heh… You lot? You're useless now! Hahaha!"
Young Master Six Paths sneered. He lifted his hand.
BOOM!!!
A massive six-fold palm descended from the sky.
"You're too vicious! If you kill us, the powers behind us will never let you go!"
"Bastard! You actually did this to us! Do you think our ancestors will spare you?"
"No! I don't want to die yet!!!"
…
No matter how they screamed and begged, in the end, every single "Upper Realm genius" died tragically on the spot.
"Heh… Once you're dead, who's going to know I did it? Besides, I can just dump this whole mess on that Yanhuang Sect brat, He Yiming, right?"
A twisted smile crept across Young Master Six Paths' face.
"As long as I convince Mu Xueying to cooperate… Hehehe… hahahahaha!"
Laughing wildly, he turned and strode onto the Bridge of the Other Shore.
Almost simultaneously, before Little Heavenly Venerate Jian Aolai, Red Emperor descendant Chi Mo, and the surviving geniuses of the Demon and Beast Clans…
A Bridge of the Other Shore appeared as well.
Without hesitation, they all stepped onto their respective bridges—and soon, they too disappeared from the Primordial Era.
At this moment…
As the surrounding mist gradually dispersed, He Yiming finally saw the scenery before him.
"This place is…"
He Yiming couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.
What unfolded before his eyes was a world filled with birds' song and blooming flowers—vast jungles stretching endlessly across the land!
Completely different from the barren wastelands of the Primordial Era.
Not only that, when He Yiming raised his head and looked at the sky, he noticed another difference.
The sky now was much gentler, much brighter—almost the same as the world He Yiming originally came from.
Unlike the previous Primordial Era, where the sun itself seemed sinister… faintly radiating a frighteningly ferocious aura.
"This place… is the Ancient Era!
Among the humans of this time, it has another name…"
"The Immortal Emperor Era!"
…
At this moment, Mu Xueying softly spoke.
[The Primordial Era arc officially ends! The exciting Ancient Era begins next!]