"The Saint has emerged, and is it the most powerful among those who control the Three Thousand Great Path, an eternal existence?"

The news spread, stunning the Ten Thousand Races.

Many voiced their shock, feeling that after such a long silence, an era of upheaval was about to begin.

Future chaos might even surpass the previous Golden Crow Scorching Tribulation and Celestial River Cold Ice Tribulation.

Because during those two cosmos-spanning catastrophes, the Saints did not appear, yet now they have personally emerged, which implies a meaning that invites deep reflection.

"Long years, a full nine billion years, the Saint has re-emerged."

"It is said the Four Great Celestial Venerable have been besieging the Demon God from the cosmos' creation for nine billion years. How could they spare a Saint to emerge?"

"If one is missing, won't the seal be affected? Will that Ancient Cosmic Demon God, shining within the sun, re-emerge to destroy the world?"

In reality, even if all four Saints were to leave, it wouldn't matter.

The Light Ancient God is still sealed there, very secure.

The other three primary gods are fighting there simply because they're too bored, having nothing to do, they come to erase the material energy level of the Light Ancient God.

Otherwise, being idle is just idle; eventually, they would wear it down anyway.

Actually, the Material God Nokron never joins them in besieging enemies within that sun, always remaining outside.

Because the other three authorities can operate automatically, they are quite free.

Only the Material God cannot spare himself, needing to constantly maintain the universe's ecological chain, the basic cycle of matter, the periodic changes in strength and weakness of the Three Thousand Great Path.

Essentially, the Saint Li Qing can always descend into the world, acting as the Celestial Emperor, managing the universe, but he is too lazy to bother, letting the two women help him control part of the authority to operate.

He himself idly studies various fusion Cultivation Techniques in secret.

At this moment.

The news of the Saint's emergence quickly reached the Netherworld, entering the ears of the Life Goddess Elis's avatar.

"Saint Celestial Emperor, Sylph, Sylvie, two Queen Mothers of the West?"

"Wasn't this premeditated? Both have the surname Xi?"

Elis's expression turned peculiar.

This one must have planned to reach the pinnacle since the old days, even naming the two maids so distinctively.

"Lucky, my daughter's name is Aurora, not Siruola, otherwise she would have been a Queen Mother of the West, taken as a maid."

Elis inwardly retorted, also feeling relieved.

She greatly acknowledged the wisdom and talent calculations of Senior Nokron, one of the only truly powerful among their group.

And being in his prime, not aged or decaying, handling those minor nuisances would undoubtedly be more than enough.

It seemed she didn't need to worry too much.

As expected, once Nokron emerged, he made significant news, causing the entire universe to come to a standstill.

With a rush!

A shadow of the Cosmic Celestial Venerable condensed in the void.

It appeared above the massive Milky Way in the Celestial Realm, resplendent golden light, imposing ancient dragon, surrounded by the Three Thousand Great Path.

He overlooked the entire cosmos, activating the Material Wind upon emergence.

With a rush!

Enormous gales swept across the universe.

Causing all matter to come to a standstill, all Ancient Gods practicing the Three Thousand Great Path felt their realms vanish in an instant.

"My realm has fallen!"

"With the Saint's emergence, how could all the cosmos's Ancient Gods... become mortals, impossible!"

...

Everyone was shocked.

The wind disappeared.

There was no longer a thing named flame in the universe.

Rain turned into dead water, without ripples, without a ripple.

The airborne dust also ceased, becoming dead earth, firmly adhering to the ground.

The heavens and the earth, completely lost his three thousand colors.

"The heavens and the earth are colorless!"

Throughout the universe, countless people watched the scene, with hearts incomparable in shock.

Soon after, the Material Wind ceased, and everyone's power restored, the halted forces resumed swinging.

They gasped for breath, hearts lingering in fear, exchanging glances, eyes filled with deep terror.

How could such beings be surrounded and slaughtered by mere mortals?

I'm afraid that each Celestial Venerable, no matter how many they are in number, is only an ant beneath a Saint and cannot be besieged.

A voice emerged:

[I govern the Heaven and Earth Technique; as this cosmos is born, I shall rule for a great era.]

The specter of the Celestial Venerable on the throne looked down over the entire Celestial River, and as the voice fell, it disappeared again.

On this day, no further public opinion arose.

Perhaps the display of power by Nokron's Saint was too terrifying, leading people to fully realize that each Celestial Venerable possesses a might beyond their comprehension, deterring any further action.

"How can Saints be challenged?"

"We were too presumptuous."

"This kind of power, even a single one, can end an entire cosmic era."

"Does it mean that in our lifetime, as grand men who stand tall and upright, we can only accept being overshadowed?"

They felt a bitter sense of loss in their hearts, perceiving the road ahead as a dead end.

Even the Light Ancient God and that hidden transmigrator ceased their small movements.

The cosmos suddenly returned to a period of vibrant peace, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Indeed, truth lies within the range of cannons." Sylvie and Sylph continued reviewing documents in the Celestial Realm, laughing joyously.

However, they did not laugh for long!

Just as the Celestial Venerable emerged, intending to suppress an era with supreme dignity, very soon, there was a rebellious madman daring enough to challenge the Celestial Venerable.

Moreover, this individual, through actions, inspired the courage within beings to defy the Saints!

Indicating that seemingly omnipotent Saints are not without weaknesses.

...

Somewhere in the cosmos.

A man revealed a dangerous smile, "Exaggerated, too exaggerated, indeed, none of them can be defeated by other authorities. To win against them, one must cultivate the Four Great Saint's Techniques."

"In this era, it is absolutely impossible for me to beat them."

"However, since they are so arrogant, I can still step on their face!"

"The face of a Celestial Venerable, and the strongest one at that, should be quite amusing."

"I will ignite the confidence of the beings in this universe. Without dreams, all beings are lifeless. How can there be a future? How can they accompany me to battle the heavens?"

It's been just ten brief years since the Saint emerged.

A mysterious diagram reappeared throughout the universe, spreading in secret, with contents that were utterly shocking.

[I am the Eliminator, from the future fifty thousand years ahead, where such celestial beings are no longer needed, and mortals can emerge with a 130 aptitude.]

[I was born in the Solar Calendar Year 14081, possessing 130 aptitude, which paradoxically included the most fearsome aspects of time, space, and life. In less than ten years, I rose as a Ninth Layer Ancient God, establishing a sanctuary in the heavens of the Lower Realm, changing identities repeatedly and secretly ruling the era, gathering many heroes, becoming a king of miracles, with countless followers in secret.]

[Ascended in ten years, then for a full ten thousand years, I had no way forward, realizing myself a false figure in a dream, spent thirty thousand years planning, desperately searching for the time coordinates of "present reality," to become a True Person, and wage war against the Heavenly Saints!]

[In Solar Calendar 50401, I finally discerned the patterns of the Time God's comings and goings, seized the opportunity, and with the ancient god of time, travelled back to this prehistoric era, now a True Person.]

[Living in the "present reality," intending to overthrow the Four Great Saints, reinvent this method.]

[In this era, Saints are majestic, unbeatable, destroying three thousand Great Paths in an instant, but our hope still lies in the future.]

[I present the rudimentary time diagram for your mutual encouragement.]

[Teaching in the present, if a strong enough youth in the future holds the temporal talent to practice this method, they can, like me, lay in wait for time ancient gods, then journey back to this present reality.]

This figure called "Eliminator," an Emperor from the future, passed down a simple introductory time diagram, intending to battle the infinite possibilities of the future.

Now, this method spreads among the beings.

There is no need to develop a time technique anew, merely cultivate the aptitude in time; in doing so, many more like him are bound to emerge in the future.

Whenever the ancient god of time travels to the future, talented demonic allies will imitate him to sneak back to the present reality, transform from mere images into living True Persons.

"Why endure in silence, when silent endurance quenches the breath of all beings, slowly boiling the frog in warm water, leaving no room for resistance?"

Eliminator strides amongst the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, brushing his jet-black hair,

"So, Atabia, I have locked up your ability to traverse the future, dare you still time travel?"

"If you do not dare, you can no longer use the prior method to drain the fish pond dry and find my true self."

He sneered with an arrogant, malevolent smile:

"I can continue to lay low and cultivate, your Long River of Time is not easy to cross, neither past nor future dared to travel, it's locked."

"Time ancient god, destroy one first!"

This act is undoubtedly the highest provocation; the Saint had just revealed its fist, and he boldly retaliates against the Saint in heaven.

With the frail mortal body, provoking the Supreme God.