The invasion of the Scale Remains Civilization has finally ended. The millions of legions and numerous warships have been completely exhausted.
As the strongest, the Saint Emperor, in despair, sank into the river of time.
At the last moment, he welcomed hope, saw the anchor point, saw hope.
But he also welcomed despair. It was no wonder the Immortal cared not for his actions, for that sole anchor point was located at the mythical battle of the origin of humanity.
The Battlefield of Zhuolu!
That was a mythical era more distant than the Heavenly Court.
Indeed, if he could kill both sides' people, humanity would surely perish and disappear from its roots. Even the Heavenly Palace Civilization might not exist.
But he couldn't do it.
On one side was Soldier Master Chi You, who brought eighty-one Emperor Level brothers.
On the other was Human Emperor Xuan Yuan, with countless human supreme beings. And also an extremely terrifying and mighty Mythic Winged Dragon.
