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Ye Xingchen's voice broke the silence, carrying an undeniable firmness:
"Hmph, regardless of the monsters and demons, we shall annihilate them all."
This statement seemed to resonate with an invisible force, shaking every person present. Suddenly, Ye Xingchen's gaze deepened, as if countless lights and shadows were weaving within his eyes.
The crowd was astonished to see a series of complex expressions flash across his face, as if he were undergoing a silent inner storm. They exchanged bewildered glances, feeling that at this moment, Ye Xingchen's aura grew increasingly powerful, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, evoking a sense of awe in everyone around him.
In this brief moment of silence, Ye Xingchen appeared to be in another world. His mind was flooded with countless fragments, like shattered mirrors constantly piecing together and reassembling. He furrowed his brow tightly, focusing intently on these fragments, trying to find clues and untangle the threads of thought.
Time seemed to stretch infinitely in this moment, each second feeling like a year. However, when Ye Xingchen finally pulled himself away from these fragments, he was surprised to find that only an instant had passed in the outside world.
His gaze became clear and resolute, as if he had found the direction to move forward. In that moment, Ye Xingchen seemed reborn, radiating a newfound vitality.
In the vast depths of the universe, Ye Xingchen stood quietly in the void, surrounded by an ancient and mysterious aura. Suddenly, his eyes burst forth with brilliant light, as if breaking through the shackles of time and space to touch that unreachable shore.
At that moment, a certain shackle within him shattered violently, and a wave of memories surged from the depths of his soul like a tide. These were memories from his past life—the glorious years he spent as the Creator God of this universe.
He had once wielded supreme divine power to create all living beings in this universe, granting them life and wisdom. However, to maintain the balance and stability of the cosmos, he willingly endured nine cycles of reincarnation, sealing away his own power and memories bit by bit, leaving only a trace of lingering consciousness to sleep through endless ages.
Now, even that last trace of residual memory had completely awakened. Ye Xingchen felt a familiar yet foreign power surging within him—an unparalleled majesty and strength belonging to the Creator God.
He gently raised his hand and casually pointed; in an instant, the distant Holy Demon Hall vanished into nothingness as if it had never existed.
This scene shocked the entire celestial realm. The ancient giants—those who once stood at the pinnacle of the celestial world—could now feel the heart-stopping aura emanating from Ye Xingchen.
They gasped in awe and fear: the Creator God has returned! It is time for us to take our places!
The awakening of Ye Xingchen not only signifies the restoration of his personal power but also heralds a transformation the universe has never seen before. Those beings that once came into existence because of him, those realms that thrived under his influence, will all encounter new destinies and opportunities in this upheaval.
As the Creator God of this universe, Ye Xingchen will once again bear the heavy responsibility of maintaining balance and stability, guiding this cosmos towards a more glorious future.
At this moment, Ye Xingchen finally returned to the Celestial Realm. He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing as it swept over the crowd around him.
In his line of sight were familiar figures like Ye Tian, Ye Ling, and Ying Ziyi, all of whom wore expressions filled with anticipation and reverence.
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