The Star Master of the Northern True from the East Emperor Holy Land, along with other powerhouses waiting at the hatch, watched with astonishment as the group of candidates, including the Thunder Robe Demon God and the Placemat Demon Master, retreated, only to hear a cold voice: “You all must leave the Tomb Boat immediately. The hatch of the Tomb Boat is about to close. If you do not exit now… you will miss your final chance to depart.”

“The hatch is closing?”

“Only one can survive this inheritance contact—the next Donghe of Broken East River! Everyone else dies. It seems even the path out is being sealed.”

“Go!”

The Star Master of the Northern True and his large contingent of existences immediately flew outward. As nearly a hundred powerhouses of various races surged out of the hatch, the massive doors crashed down with a deafening roar. The entire Tomb Boat was sealed, leaving no exit. This sight caused the nearly one hundred powerhouses who had just flown out to look back at the hatch with deep regret and sighs.

“Thunder Robe Demon God, we are impressed.”

“Thunder Robe Demon God, who would have thought this inheritance would be orchestrated by you, leading to such a huge loss for the Divine Eye Race. Haha, that Divine Eye Race must despise you.”

The other powerhouses present all turned their gazes toward the Thunder Robe Demon God, showing not a hint of hostility.

Firstly, without the Thunder Robe Demon God, when would this lineage inheritance of Donghe of Broken East River ever be revealed?

Secondly, since the Thunder Robe Demon God only targeted the Divine Eye Race, he had, in fact, helped them by eliminating a major enemy.

Furthermore, the Thunder Robe Demon God was now in possession of Ice Cliff Fortress, making him incredibly difficult to kill. Once he refines that ‘True God Realm,’ the Thunder Robe Demon God would undoubtedly become one of the most troublesome and powerful beings in the universe. Being a lone wolf, all factions naturally wished to forge ties with him.

“What I desire is their hatred. The more they detest me, the more pleased and happy I become,” the Thunder Robe Demon God scoffed. “Even as a Universe Supreme Being, I still suffered humiliation from that Divine Eye Race. My only close friend, Kong Luo, was even killed by them. I have no clan, nothing else to ask for in this life; I only wish to make the Divine Eye Race regret what they have done, to cause them unbearable pain, perhaps even annihilation!”

This declaration caused the surrounding powerhouses to exchange glances, inwardly shocked.

What profound hatred this must be! Poor Divine Eye Race!

“Esteemed True Lords, when Ice Cliff Fortress was dragged into the abyss, the Second True Lord immediately sensed that something was amiss and ordered any of us with a clone to self-detonate immediately! Thus, the Immortal Beings, the Universe Venerables, and the Universe Masters who possessed clones all self-detonated to escape,” Lord Wu Mian respectfully reported to the avatars of the five True Lords present.

“That abyss possessed formidable power, and it likely contained illusion-based attack methods.”

“The Second True Lord and the Seventh True Lord were both struggling immensely at the time, seemingly unable to hold on, ordering us to self-detonate and leave immediately.”

The survivors described the situation as it unfolded.

The five True Lords standing nearby looked exceptionally grim. They had already learned the full details. This was the greatest opportunity for their Divine Eye Race to transcend reincarnation. Yet, unexpectedly, the Thunder Robe Demon God had intervened midway, not only cutting off their race's chance but also causing the demise of the Second and Seventh True Lords—two of the most powerful beings in the universe, along with two immensely important supreme treasures.

The Seven True Lords possessed a joint combat method. With two missing, even the combined attack power of the remaining five was significantly reduced.

“Damn it!” the Sixth True Lord’s eyes turned icy.

“Thunder Robe Demon God, detestable Thunder Robe Demon God! He destroyed the hope of my Divine Eye Race. We should have killed him at any cost back then!” the Fifth True Lord snarled through gritted teeth.

“Who could have known back then that the Thunder Robe Demon God would get lucky and discover the Tomb Boat first,” the Third True Lord rasped. “A Thunder Robe Demon God without a supreme treasure and only mediocre strength—even afterward, he didn't dare to reveal himself? It was pure luck. Otherwise, none of this would have happened. Dammit! He ruined my Divine Eye Race’s greatest hope and caused the demise of Old Seven and the others…”

“Second and Seventh…” the First True Lord slowly murmured, his expression laced with pain.

“If our race has no hope of transcending reincarnation, we will drag that Thunder Robe Demon God down with us!” the Fifth True Lord roared angrily through clenched teeth.

“Calm down.”

The First True Lord opened his eyes and shook his head. “Revenge can wait. With the Great Limit approaching, our race must exert every effort to strive for a sliver of life, focusing entirely on transcending reincarnation. That is the paramount goal. If we fail to transcend reincarnation, the glory of our Divine Eye Race will vanish forever. Perhaps after several reincarnation eras, no one will even remember our Divine Eye Race.”

While the Divine Eye Race suffered this agony, the East Emperor Holy Land and the humans of the Original Universe waited with anticipation.

The ancient Ancestor of the East Emperor Holy Land personally conversed with Venerable Crimson Blood and Lord Wu Bi, clearly full of expectation…

Creator Giant Axe and City Lord of Chaos also saw Luo Feng…

The Purple Moon Ancestor of the Purple Moon Holy Land met with Lord Deer Bug…

All major factions awaited the outcome. The burden of entire races rested upon those candidates, driving them to near frenzy. Since they had decided to engage with the inheritance, it was tantamount to choosing a path with almost no chance of survival. Only Luo Feng and Venerable Crimson Blood held the greatest hope; almost all other powerhouses were certain to die. Their only duty was to transmit messages back to their respective races before death.

“It is incredibly difficult to challenge reincarnation. Even Primal Ancestor back then lacked absolute certainty in clearing it. And I have a slight gap compared to the Primal Ancestor of that era, let alone clearing reincarnation,” Creator Giant Axe looked at Luo Feng. “Countless reincarnation eras have passed, resulting in only two Holy Land Universes. The difficulty of challenging reincarnation is evident. Though I, Giant Axe, am supremely confident, I would not dare claim certainty of passing reincarnation within three reincarnation eras. This opportunity is the greatest chance for our human race.

“Our human race clawed its way up from weakness, rising among the powerful races of the Original Universe under the leadership of Primal Ancestor, eventually becoming one of the pinnacle races.”

“Our humans have endured countless wars, conflicts with other races, and faced existential threats multiple times. Until the rise of Primal Ancestor and up to the present, our human race has grown powerful. Countless descendants of humans can wander and play carefree in the Virtual Universe, utilize vast resources for cultivation, and even have many races become our vassals.”

“We humans are the strongest race.”

“At least we possess the heart of the strongest! We are never content with being weak.”

“Our human race will absolutely never be content to vanish into the river of time.” Creator Giant Axe looked at Luo Feng. “What we humans must achieve is eternal existence, perhaps even surpassing those two Holy Lands, reaching the level of the ancient civilization, creating an even more splendid and powerful civilization!”

“And this time… is an opportunity!”

“Every powerhouse’s rise involves critical turning points. The rise of a race also has a pivotal turning point. Your opportunity this time is the crucial turning point for the fate of our human race. This turning point splits into two paths; the fate of the human race entering which path depends on you.” Creator Giant Axe looked at Luo Feng, his expectation palpable.

Luo Feng nodded gravely: “I will exert my utmost effort!”

The cries of flying birds and the roars of strange beasts filled the air—a world akin to a paradise of birdsong and fragrant flowers. From afar, one could see birds showing off their plumage, spreading their wings to their fullest extent, leaving trails of fiery rainbow light or brilliant prismatic colors in their wake. In the nearby grass, the silhouettes of strange beasts occasionally flickered, or even further off, the tip of an iceberg representing a beast occasionally surfaced in the lake.

“This is the Inheritance Space,” Donghe of Broken East River stood mid-air, his gaze distant. “The place where Donghe of Broken East River of past generations received their inheritance.” The powerhouses of various races floated behind him.

The spatial entrance that manifested when they first entered was now closed and sealed—clearly, there was no way out.

However, Luo Feng and the others could not afford to worry about that now. Each of them was filled with anticipation for the inheritance they were about to receive, while simultaneously being secretly amazed that if this Inheritance Space truly was where the Donghe of Broken East River of all generations received their inheritance, then the time it had existed was astonishingly long.

“It is called the Inheritance Space,” Donghe of Broken East River sighed, “but it possesses the ability to absorb energy, to swallow all energy, including the chaotic energy currents of the Cosmic Sea, enabling the space to remain stable and supporting life within it to flourish.”

Although Luo Feng and the others were surprised, they quickly calmed down.

Because… they were used to it.

While ordinary powerhouses, including Universe Supreme Beings, could not directly absorb the chaotic energy currents of the universe—only a ‘Miniature Universe’ or the ‘Original Universe’ could swallow these chaotic currents and convert them into their own essence. However, this law did not apply to the ancient civilization. Beings like the Universe Boat, and this Inheritance Space… could exist for an immensely long time. While Miniature Universes generally lasted for three reincarnation eras, this Inheritance Space had existed for endless reincarnation eras.

“Now, you are about to engage with the inheritance,” Donghe of Broken East River pointed into the distance. “Look!” Luo Feng and the others all looked.

On the vast, desolate plain in the distance, streaks of light gates suddenly rose. Each light gate displayed an image, and if one looked closely, they could vaguely see a powerhouse manipulating thousands of beams of golden light to attack a distant scene. Viewing other images revealed different scenes.

“The inheritors of my Donghe of Broken East River lineage encompass nearly all categories from my homeland: close combat, long-range attack, artifact forging, and mechanical control,” Donghe of Broken East River stated, pointing. “There are a total of 820 entrances in the distance. Entering one will grant a different foundational inheritance.”

“Each entrance can only accommodate one person to receive the inheritance.”

“Galaxy chooses first, Crimson Blood second, and so on,” Donghe of Broken East River declared directly. “This is merely the foundational inheritance, intended to verify if you are suitable for my Donghe of Broken East River lineage. Only when the final inheritor is decided will that ultimate inheritor qualify to receive the true core inheritance—the inheritance known only to every generation of Donghe of Broken East River.”

“Begin choosing.” Donghe of Broken East River gave the command, looking at Luo Feng. “Galaxy, you choose.”

“Yes, Lord Donghe of Broken East River.” Luo Feng bowed slightly, then transformed into a brilliant stream of light, soaring across the sky towards the 820 spatial entrances in the distance…