"Father!"
That silent utterance from the mysterious existence, fading into the distance as it returned to the Blood-stained Future, struck Ye Chen's mind like a thunderclap from antiquity. His heart trembled, and his eyes revealed immense shock.
Unfortunately, there was no time to ask anything. The mysterious being who resembled him so closely vanished, disappearing along with the River of Time, completely returning to that Blood-stained Future, leaving him with no chance for further inquiry.
Ye Chen clenched his fist, filled with astonishment. That mysterious existence was his descendant?
Buzz—
At the moment the River of Time vanished, a single leaf slowly drifted down, passing through everyone, and gently landed before Ye Chen.
Everyone looked over, their faces showing surprise.
Ye Chen reached out, opened his palm, and caught the leaf. It was verdant and crystalline, imbued with a dense aura of time and space—a leaf from the World Tree, shimmering with a faint glow.
The moment it landed in Ye Chen's palm, it directly merged into his flesh, transforming into a stream of light carrying a piece of information—a voice, ethereal and illusory, yet unmistakably that of the mysterious being from the Blood-stained Future: "Even after entering the River of Time countless times, being able to see you once more is truly wonderful!"
The voice held immense joy, yet also profound loneliness, containing far too many emotions, leaving Ye Chen's thoughts in a complex whirl.
What earth-shattering changes had occurred in that Blood-stained Future?
The future him, supremely peerless, seemed to have vanished, and his descendant needed to step into the River of Time again and again, solely to return to the past, to search for him.
Wasn't the Blood-stained Future supposed to be a time where he alone reigned supreme, invincible yet utterly solitary?
For the first time, he felt confused about the Blood-stained Future; it seemed vastly different from what he had imagined.
After a long while, he snapped back to reality. Looking at the concerned faces around him, Ye Chen forced a difficult smile, shook his head, and claimed he was fine.
But everyone could see that Ye Chen was not fine; he was merely burying everything deep within his heart, savoring it alone.
Yu Qing and A Beinu each tightly grasped one of Ye Chen's hands, their fingers interlocked, accompanying him.
The calamity of the Chaos Burial Ground had finally ended. Although the emergence of the Chaos Burial Ground was prevented, the various imperial clans, Immortal Clans, and others had suffered heavy losses.
Because the Heaven's Pride talents from the imperial clans and Immortal Clans who remained within the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum had their Supreme bloodlines sacrificed by the Heavenly Emperor's Divine Self Incarnation. Seven imperial clans and Immortal Clans, along with their imperial sons and daughters and immortal descendants, were permanently erased.
The human race also suffered severe losses. Many of the imperial clan Heaven's Pride they had brought had become sacrificial Supreme bloodlines, a massive blow.
Fortunately, the losses for the Battle Saint Hall were not too severe, as the disciples they had recruited were not from imperial clans or Immortal Clans and were not selected for sacrifice.
"Let's go, everyone should head back first. Those willing to leave can follow us humans back to the Heavenly Emperor Realm. Those unwilling may continue staying here. The Heaven-Fall Mausoleum is a rare land of opportunity where one can enter to gain insights."
Sovereign of Formlessness spoke. Beneath him, a glorious golden light path surged forth, directly spanning the heavens and earth, crossing from the shattered spacetime of the Five Sovereign Tombs straight through the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum and extending into the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
The golden light path contained the majesty of a Supreme One. Even the infinite divine demons within the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum, who howled at the heavens, dared not obstruct it and were, in fact, extremely wary.
The human side naturally followed Sovereign of Formlessness and the others, taking the lead to depart and return to the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
The various imperial clans and Immortal Clans also sighed softly. This time, not only had they failed to contend for the Imperial Dao Inheritance, but they had also suffered heavy losses. The clan Heaven's Pride in whom they had placed great hopes were slaughtered and sacrificed, a severe blow to the entire imperial clans and Immortal Clans.
On the other hand, a point of relief was that those who had followed were only Heaven's Pride at the Great Power realm and above. There were other Heaven's Pride below the Great Power realm, or Heavenly Kings, or even those at lower realms who had not followed. In terms of aptitude, they might not be inferior; they had simply emerged later and hadn't caught up yet. They represented the new blood of the younger generation, and their survival meant complete annihilation was avoided—a stroke of fortune amidst misfortune.
These were the future, powerful new generation of the imperial clans and Immortal Clans. As long as they were not completely extinguished, the imperial clans and Immortal Clans would not face a generational gap.
Naturally, those who could come to the Sovereign Tomb spacetime were the elites of the various imperial clans and Immortal Clans, all possessing Divine King-level combat power—either elder Divine Kings, imperial sons and daughters, immortal descendants, or the rare one or two Heaven's Pride at the Divine King realm. Even though the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum buried countless supreme powerhouses, its attraction for people like them was not great; the true allure was only the Imperial Dao Inheritance.
Even inheritances from Ancient Sovereigns and the like held little appeal, for clans like the imperial clans and Immortal Clans, which had produced Supreme Ones, naturally did not lack inheritances left by universe overlords of that level.
Therefore, they no longer chose to stay and departed one by one.
Naturally, out of the pride of imperial clans and Immortal Clans, they did not leave alongside the main human force but departed independently.
The three inheritors of the Emperor Dao and Immortal Dao, possessing power comparable to Ancient Sovereigns, could naturally cross the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum with ease.
"Let's go too. There's no more Imperial Dao Inheritance to contend for."
The God-Slaying Army was the same. Originally stationed at the Sovereign Tombs to seize the Imperial Dao Inheritance, now that it no longer existed and they were all weary, they led their vast army onto the golden light path left by Sovereign of Formlessness, crossed over, and entered the vast Heavenly Emperor Realm.
Finally, only the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum remained, floating lonely at the edge of the first and second domains of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
Yet everyone clearly understood that the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum could not remain quiet forever. This treasure land, possessing countless inheritances from supreme powerhouses, would inevitably become a coveted prize for major powers, making countless people's eyes turn red with desire.
Everyone knew that whichever power possessed the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum would be equivalent to possessing countless Great Dao inheritances of supreme powerhouses and a treasure land for cultivating a large number of super-powerful experts—a super treasure land, a peerless cultivation ground.
But the imperial clans, Immortal Clans, Mythical Emperor Domains, and others all understood that no matter how much their hearts desired it, it was useless. As long as the human race existed for even a day, they could only watch helplessly, unable to utilize it. This priceless treasure land would ultimately fall into the hands of the human race, with no one else able to seize it.
They could almost foresee that in the future, due to the existence of the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum, the human race would give birth to endless super-powerful experts.
Great Powers would not be a rarity; even Divine Kings would be the same.
And experts of this level would emerge from the human race in an endless stream, accompanying the existence of the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum.
It was foreseeable that the human race would grow truly powerful, genuinely surpassing any other race.
The various imperial clans and Immortal Clans all sighed. The human race was truly rising comprehensively.
At the center of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, the former main hall of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, now the Battle Saint Hall.
Numerous top experts of the human race gathered together, setting up a grand feast, celebrating with the entire heavens!