Time trickled past slowly, but with inexorable speed.

With the world of celestials as the battlefield, the human race and connate demon gods clashed in a ghastly war.

There were also native lifeforms and connate races in the world of celestials—they’d all flocked to the celestial court’s banner to defy humanity. Despite the grim and gruesome battles that ripped through both armies, Lu Yun didn’t interfere.

He’d done enough. Humanity’s matters should now be resolved by humans themselves, not have the solution delivered to them on a silver platter by a future descendant.

The birth of the underworld, the formation of hell, the process in which empyrean masters became great emperors, and how the inexhaustible numbers of connate demon gods would eventually go extinct… 

All of these had to be given...