Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The girl's eyes flickered with fire. She seemed to have returned to that magnificent era. Her body exuded a terrifying aura that made Ye Feng and the others feel suffocated.    

The girl seemed to have realized that she was in a bad state. She coughed lightly and retracted her aura. Her expression returned to normal, but the image continued to play.    

Ye Feng and the others saw that the humans in the Desolate Era were all skinny and yellow. They were running and hiding all over the place to avoid being captured by the ten thousand races as slaves and eaten by ferocious beasts as food.    

In the humble days of the human race, the appearance of a valiant man had changed everything. This valiant man looked very similar to Ye Feng, but he looked more mature and domineering. Compared to him, Ye Feng looked more childish.    

This handsome male was Huang. Huang's body was extremely strong, and he could fight against beasts and Ten Thousand Ancient Races. He led the human race to become stronger and created cultivation methods that allowed the human race to become stronger as well.    

Just like that, the lives of the human race became better and better. Everyone admired and respected Huang, and they wanted to offer him to the God Altar, but Huang rejected them.    

However, they didn't give up on this idea just because he refused. They worshipped Huang too much. In their hearts, Huang was a true god. Thus, they secretly planned a grand Investiture of the Gods ceremony.    

In this Investiture of the Gods ceremony, Huang would be the supreme Divine Master. Besides him, there were also many heroes who had made outstanding contributions to the human race and were also included in the Investiture of the Gods plan.    

Everyone's plan was a success. They tricked Famine and the heroes of the human race to the venue of the Investiture of the Gods Ceremony, and then they worshipped Famine and the heroes as gods.    

Originally, this apotheosizing ceremony had been an empty title, an act of gratitude for the sacrifices Huang and the heroes had made. No one thought that this ceremony would really make Huang and the heroes gods.    

But, this Investiture of the Gods Ceremony had come true. Blessing after blessing fell from the skies, and brilliant beams of light enveloped Famine and the 18 heroes present. They had become true gods.    

From then on, the status of the human race became even higher. Ten thousand races bowed, and ferocious beasts retreated.    

However, this scene didn't last long. A group of uninvited guests showed up in the sky. They claimed to be from the upper realm, and they said that all living beings were their children, except for the human race.    

At this moment, these non-humans supported the Ten Thousand Ancient Races and the beasts to fight against the humans, while Huang and the eighteen Gods fought against the non-humans. Although they were strong, Huang and the eighteen Gods weren't weak either. The two sides fought back and forth.    

But suddenly, one day, there was a great sacrifice in the dark, and from a crack in the sky, an eye bigger than the sun appeared. It reflected the destruction of the world.    

Eighteen rays of destructive light shot out from his eyes, killing Huang and the eighteen human gods. After doing all of this, chains shot out of his eyes, obliterating all the humans who had mastered the cultivation method. At the same time, he also erased all traces of the cultivation method.    

Then the eye in the crack in the sky closed and disappeared, but not long after the eye disappeared, a roar came from the sky, and a rain of blood fell from the sky. A bloody spear came down from the sky, and those from beyond the sky flew uncontrollably to the tip of the spear and were strung up on the spear.    

Then the spear took those people from beyond the sky who were still alive and screaming away.    

This change made the Martial Extreme Continent return to its original state, and the human race was once again at the bottom of the world.    

However, no one knew that Huang had already predicted the success of the Investiture of the Gods. He knew that a disaster was coming, so he made preparations in advance.    

Huang created the second cultivation method, and in order to differentiate it from the first, the two cultivation methods had their own names, Old Dao and New Dao.    

The Old Dao had been completely wiped out by the eye in the crack in the sky, but the New Dao was still hidden within the human race. The human race would eventually cultivate the New Dao and rise again.    

Of course, when the images reached the point where Huang and the eighteen gods had been wiped out, or had been wiped out before that, the rest of the images were blurred, as if the girl had made them based on her own judgment.    

"There is actually such a history in the Desolate Era!"    

Ye Han's chest rose and fell as he watched. His heart was filled with shock and anger. The man from the sky and the eye in the crack in the sky were targeting humans. Such shameless behavior made him unable to suppress his anger.    

The soldiers of the Tu Alliance and the personal guards were also filled with righteous indignation. Even Ye Feng, who already knew this part of history, could not hide his anger after seeing such a detailed scene.    

"The new path that Huang created has been passed down. All of you are cultivating. This is very good."    

The young girl looked at Ye Feng and the others and said indifferently, "But compared to the new path, the old path is actually stronger. It's just that the old path has been erased, so it can't be cultivated."    

"If you want to cultivate it, I can teach it to you. As for you two brothers..."    

The young girl pointed at Ye Feng and Ye Han. "Have you decided to awaken the Desolate Bloodline?"    

Ye Feng and Ye Han couldn't help but look at each other. Their eyes were firm. It was obvious that they were tempted.    

According to the girl, they were both descendants of Huang. Awakening their bloodline meant inheriting the power of their ancestors. What was there to hesitate about?    

As for awakening their bloodline, they would have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Martial Extreme Continent. Since they were descendants of Huang, they should inherit the will of their ancestors.    

Not only did Ye Feng and Ye Han want to inherit the ancestor's will, but they also wanted to avenge their ancestors. The eyes that had killed Huang and the eighteen human gods, as well as those people from beyond the heavens, should all be paid.    

"I accept!"    

Ye Han answered decisively, while Ye Feng smiled. He looked at the young girl and said respectfully, "Senior, before I accept, I have a question for you."    

"Go ahead."    

The young girl nodded calmly.    

"What is the relationship between senior and our ancestors? How did you survive until now and know so much?"    

Hearing this, Ye Han also raised his head to look at the girl. He also had the same doubts.    

In fact, when Ye Han had first entered the secret realm, he had also explored the palace and seen the girl in the ice coffin.    

"This matter..."    

The girl didn't expect Ye Feng to ask such a question. After a moment of silence, she waved her hand, and a layer of light blue barrier enveloped the three of them.    

"I can only tell you two about this."    

The girl said calmly, "Actually, I am one of the descendants of the eighteen gods."    

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