Yan Mo rubbed his forehead and kicked open the coffin lid. A wave of loneliness washed over him. "As expected, I'm the only one left."
Who knows how many years I slept this time? This is the price of my ability. It hurts so much!
More than five once-in-a-millennium geniuses appeared in this age.
Some sacrificed their abilities to create two parallel universes. Others severed their karmic ties and became the consciousness of the universe. And some, despite being invincible in this world, became "pioneers" who ventured out to explore the universe.
Yan Mo rose from the crystal coffin and gazed down upon the world.
Countless streams of faith surged from the depths of the universe. All races suffer, all living beings laugh at the heavens!
The voices of every living creature surged toward Yan Mo.
"We welcome the Lord of the Universe!"
