The next morning.

Bone Demon Royal City, Imperial Palace Grand Hall.

Today was supposed to officially announce the establishment of the [Four Seas Alliance Dynasty], formed by the four great dynasties, with the Phoenix Dynasty as the leader of the alliance.

But this perfect plan for a Four Seas union was disrupted by an unexpected incident.

"That's roughly how things are!" Giant Shell Elder was very astute, knowing he couldn't cover it up, he recounted the whole process and dialogue.

After he finished speaking, the entire scene fell silent.

Because the truth contained within those words was too terrifying.

Particularly shocking to the White Tiger and Black Tortoise races:

Does it mean that when our ancestral tombs are pieced together, they would summon the ancestral White Tiger and ancestral Black Tortoise from ancient times?

Even our two Divine Beast races of the Nine-State are merely humble gravekeepers?

Our existence, our reproduction, are all just vessels for "Him," used for resurrection?

Thinking of this, the leaders of Black Tortoise and White Tiger unwittingly glanced at the Phoenix race.

If analyzing this way, among the Four Great Divine Beasts, probably only the Phoenix race isn't a gravekeeper, right?

Because of the unique nature of the Phoenix race, their ancestral Phoenix formed an alternative immortal Earth-bound Spirit.

The ancestral Phoenix is right before our eyes!

Only, with each cycle of Baptism of Fire, it gradually lost its ancient memories.

Ning Zheng, as the Bone Demon Emperor, showed a deeply saddened expression, "The meaning of our lives has completely collapsed at this moment! The continuation of our Bone Demon race was merely to merge the Embers and resurrect the ancestral Bone Demon?"

Imperial Palace's steward Yan Shuangying analyzed from the side:

"According to this speculation, the battle back then was too tragic, only three thousand Demon Gods remained, and they parasitized in their descendants to survive... Therefore, the overwhelming majority of the tens of thousands of Nine-State races don't have ancestors waiting for resurrection."

"The number that has survived until now is not high, everyone need not worry."

These words allowed some beings to breathe a sigh of relief.

Moreover, some of the three thousand Demon God descendants might have faced extinction as history changed.

It also means their ancestral tombs have crumbled with the ages, unable to be resurrected in this era.

"But we cannot ascertain which race is parasitized by the ancestral Embers!" Black Tortoise Lolita was wide awake by now.

"Indeed, ancient presences are reviving, preparing for the second explosive era of the Sacrificial Era, they want to reign over the world again, we have to be cautious."

Then, this group of incredibly intelligent leaders began frantically analyzing the details.

And discovered a fascinating characteristic.

Embers, have various personalities.

And all beings are part of these Embers... So the Ember tombstones of the ancestral Embers (descendants) inherit the personalities of the ancestral Embers when they lived.

Proud Dragon Race.

Sleepy Black Tortoise.

Fierce White Tiger.

Peaceful Phoenix.

Are their racial traits as such because their ancestral Embers are such?

Are they merely flowers similar to their ancestors?

In the sanctuaries of various Sea Race forces, mighty races began arguing.

"Could our personalities be controlled?"

"Could we be influenced by the subtly divided Embers of the ancestors?"

"Damned, I know who I am, but who am I really? Am I merely a part of the ancestral Ember?"

"Are we just inheritors of our ancestors' personalities, deeply affected, a group of waste?"

Their intense analysis left Ning Zheng, listening nearby, dumbfounded: It seems plausible, they found concrete evidence, I'm almost convinced!

Not only were they immersed, but Ning Zheng was almost immersed too.

Yet after experiencing a brief moment of confusion, the reckless Saint Child of White Tiger sneered:

"Hmph, who am I really? Is my personality quietly influenced? I don't care, I too will seize this great opportunity, evolve, evolve! Become my own ancestor! I will undergo rebirth, become the ancestor."

The words of the White Tiger Saint Child shook the heartstrings of representatives of various races, "Why revive the ancestral race? I shall become the ancestor of a new great Divine Beast race myself!"

"I don't care about their ancient conspiracies, whether they're revived, I'll reach the pinnacle through each step, becoming strong in this era to the conquest, breaking any scheme with one punch!"

The White Tiger Saint Child indeed inherited the bravery of this race.

He also gave the tribes strong confidence.

Indeed, the great era is coming, they shall transform into a Kun from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, devouring and evolving, becoming their own ancestor.

"Everyone."

Just then, Yin Yukey suddenly said, "According to our latest research, we've discovered a terrifying place, where those crazy Demon Ghost Kings, after absorbing sacrificial flesh, trend towards stabilizing life structure, becoming new life!"

What?

As these words fell, everyone was shocked.

And Ning Zheng showed an expression of realization, having known earlier it couldn't be hidden for long.

Sacrificial flesh researched by various forces, used for matching the latest research on Demon Ghost Kings, was expected.

It seems.

Sacrificial flesh is about to experience a surge!

The nearby Bai Xingling, within these few days, probably hoarded a large batch and earned a fortune.

"Now, we've probably grasped the entire logic of the evolution period."

Yin Yukey said:

"After contracting the Eternal Ember virus, Embers enter endless evolution, called [Evolution State], merging, piecing, devouring, the entire form continuously writhing, transforming, indescribable..."

"And to terminate this [Evolution State], only by absorbing sacrificial flesh can one step into [Fixed State], solidify life form, progressing into stable new life."

Sacrificial flesh?

Stabilize evolution state.

Not one of them is foolish.

Sacrificial flesh might be able to quell this unstable state of super devouring, solidify the current evolution state, entering a stable state.

"Mass acquisition of sacrificial flesh!"

A message rapidly spread.

And they immediately began establishing various defense mechanisms, vigilant against the revival of the ancient ancestors, as the ancient ancestors may be enemies!

....

The backside of the Nursery.

Two embers from the old era, the old fisherman, and the beautiful woman holding a child from Yesterday's Forest, wore expressions of silence.

"What's going on with the three thousand Demon Gods." The old fisherman asked, "Why didn't they include us? By rights, aren't we also among the ancient ancestors? Do you know?"

"I..." The beautiful woman remained silent.

They are the true leaders behind the Nursery.

The ancient ancestral tribe, although in that era there was no Earth Vein for rooting, there were special embers that survived.

Some special Divine Techniques allowed their embers to be preserved.

Like the Phoenix.

Like the Divine Techniques of the two of them.

But as embers bound to the Earth in a peculiar way, they remained in a haze for millions of years, only to reawaken as powerful Ghost Kings two to three million years ago, living to the present.

They can say they are no longer themselves.

Merely new consciousnesses born on the ember shells of later generations, belonging to modern life.

"How come we've never heard of those three thousand Demon Gods?"

"Could it be that they're secretly conducting resurrection and excluding us?"

"It's unexpected they have such ingenious means, such a conspiracy."

"The Giant Shell Ancestor turned out to be one of the resurrecting forces, do you still remember it?"

"I don't remember either, although we are permanently bound spirits, the perpetual embers of our era have defects. We've already forgotten many memories, we don't even acknowledge we're those ancient ones."

"The Phoenix is also amnesiac like us, it lived from ancient times, but it doesn't remember distant events either."

...

Ancient times were not like now.

Now, any ember can be rooted in an Earth Vein and instantly become a perpetual ember.

As for them living two to three million years now?

It's just the normal lifespan of the Self-Transformation Realm.

Their non-combat, body-nourishing lifestyle keeps them in their prime.

Unlike those ancient Self-Transformation Realm Saints always fighting, who obviously died quickly... look at the Xin Royal Family, inferring their kind, fierce as can be.

The Four Viscera live eight thousand years, the Three Elements eighty thousand years, the Two Phases eight hundred thousand, the One Heart eight million, Self-Transformation eighty million.

But theory is always just theory.

Because every combat injury accelerates cell division, consuming your undying nature.

In other words, is this cultivation system's undying nature strong?

Easily regrowing heads, limbs regenerating in seconds?

All consume the number of cell divisions you have.

In fact, a Three Elements Realm combat cultivator in a regional city hardly lives over two thousand years.

Yet, simply Three Elements Realm divine craftsmen like Xinyi Baisan, spirit farmers like Doukou Hong, those technical bigwigs, they've lived for tens of thousands of years, still in their prime.

Non-combat professions live long, that's no joke.

"But, no matter how long we live, the world has changed, and our old friends from ancient days have appeared. Even the slightest carelessness, and we might die."

"I wonder if they still remember us?"

"Let's find a way to contact the Giant Shell Ancestor, after all, we were quite familiar comrades back then."

The old fisherman and the beautiful woman revealed a trace of doubt.

They are one of the behind-the-scenes forces, having left many hidden hands, unexpected to encounter another expert? Or are they our ancient friends?

This requires a meeting.

This is quite bewildering for them.

For such a good opportunity, back then they didn't include us to play together!

...

In the Nine-State lands.

Bai Xingling is in a mountain valley of an Ancient Secret Realm, counting the blood and flesh in his hands.

"This time, I'm going to make a fortune."

"I wonder what the Master thinks?"

The Master always says, I'm the main character of destiny, destined to drive the great revival of the era.

But in this hundred years, I've always encountered inexplicably unlucky events.

He must seek out the Master.

The Master's origins are very mysterious, the greatest and most mysterious ancient being he's met, and he still remembers the shock of the first encounter with that one.

Going back six thousand years.

He was still a weak young man, suddenly falling into a Secret Realm and seeing a mysterious white-clothed scholar.

That was an artist, painting the Chronicles of Time, filled with myths of distant history, each painting bearing his interactions with the heroes of generations.

"Who... are you??" Bai Xingling asked.

He could still recall that light voice, like a grand bell resonating in his mind.

"Who am I?"

It was as if a great holy Divine Spirit murmured into his ear:

"Immortals are my dear friends, the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Races are my old companions, the Nursery was once my ancient garden with the gods, the Chronicles of Time were painted by me, Human God is my first disciple, the struggles of the Human Emperor are nothing but a game."

"The Emperor of Longevity is merely a pseudonym I took for a dynasty, Firewood was once a flower in my garden, and Jiu Shui learned art from me too..."

"I befriended heroes along the river of time, with epics as my friends."

The artist gently approached, caressed his head, and placed a splendid flower crown on him,

"And now, future king, Bai Xingling, you shall be my second disciple, leading the next era's brilliance like the Human God."

Bai Xingling was incredibly shocked.

Destined by fate!

From that moment, he firmly believed he would become a dazzling pearl in history, shining brightly, destined to become another great Saint like Jiu Shui and create an era.

And today, he returns once more to bring good news to his reclusive Master.

——The ancestors of the Ten Thousand Races are my old companions.

Master, big things have happened, your ancient ancestral friends are still alive, revived on the eve of this explosive era, come out quickly.

Bai Xingling is very pleased, knowing that old friends appearing will certainly make the Master happy too.