Chapter 261: Terrifying Youth!

A wholly black mound, as if piled from the wreckage of countless worlds after Jiemie, more magnificent, older, and more heart‑pounding than Ao Kun's Dragon Ancestor's golden big tomb… the Black Big Tomb!

That stubborn, unextinguished faint glimmer is seeping out from within this Black Big Tomb!

This tomb stands here in quiet, as if it has already endured billions of Epochs; it itself is like a buried ancient history, a sealed ultimate secret.

Suddenly!

Buzz!

This Black Big Tomb, silent for an unknown number of years, suddenly… trembled!

Upon the tomb's surface, the seemingly eternal black façade actually cracked open a fine fissure!

Immediately after, a faint voice bearing endless vicissitudes, lazy yet imbued with a disdain that gazes across the ages, slowly and clearly emerged from that crack:

"The gods are dead… the demons are extinguished… Supreme has perished… Titan has vanished… Reincarnation has collapsed… the ages have been annihilated…"

"I, Ye Beichen… have survived…"

"Hahaha…"

The laughter carried a loneliness that sees through everything, and a profound solitude that, after pushing aside all invincible foes of the ages, even the opponent cannot be found.

"That battle back then… shattered Zhutian Wanjie… buried Epochs, buried civilization, buried all splendor and legends…"

"Yet still… could not bury me…"

"Very well…"

"In this life… I shall see…"

"In the end… who will bury whom…"

The voice bore a faint, lingering anticipation, as if having slept too long, finally feeling a spark of interest toward the upcoming new era.

"I wonder… whether the later generations of mortals still remember… the fame of me, Ye Beichen?"

The moment the words fell—

Boom！！！！！！！！！

That boundlessly magnificent Black Big Tomb exploded with a roar!

Endless dark matter surged outward like a tsunami, yet under some invisible force it quickly subsided.

A figure stepped out from the center of the exploded tomb.

It was not the ancient, weary elder one might imagine, but a… youth!

An extremely terrifying youth!

He appeared about seventeen or eighteen, his features so handsome they were almost flawless.

Tall and slender, like a jade tree in the wind, elegant and dashing.

His eyes, as if containing an entire star sea, deep and brilliant, yet also bearing a calm as if they pierced the rise and fall of countless ages… and boredom.

He exuded no trace of powerful aura, yet he stood there casually, and the surrounding ultimate darkness seemed to actively give him way, daring not to approach a hair's breadth.

An innate, soul‑essence‑born peerless temperament made him seem utterly out of place on this hopeless, dead‑silence No Return Path.

He, the being who calls himself Ye Beichen.

The youth Ye Beichen casually brushed dust from his body, glanced around the despairing darkness, and a helpless smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Hmm, the last bit of power from this Dead Silence Big Tomb is just enough to send me back to the Nine Heavens Ten Lands for a little play…"

He muttered to himself, and immediately, some unfathomable residual force of the exploded Black Big Tomb, as if sentient, swiftly converged, forming a black stream of light that enveloped his body.

In the next instant, the stream of light tore through the hopelessly sturdy barrier of the No Return Path, and vanished in an instant.

……

In the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, within a desolate Star Domain, space warped slightly, a black stream of light flashed, taking the form of Ye Beichen.

He sensed his own cultivation fluctuation, so weak it was almost negligible, roughly equivalent to Human King Realm, and helplessly shook his head, murmuring again softly:

"Human King Realm… truly weak enough to make one's hair stand on end…"

"This ant‑like fragility… really… novel and unpleasant…"

He moved his limbs a bit, as if adapting to this frail new body.

Then, his eyes that held a star sea slowly swept across this vast, unfamiliar starry sky, as if they could pierce the endless Star Domain and witness the countless stories unfolding.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the pinnacle of Zhutian, where the Big Dipper, radiating boundless light, stirred the winds of Wanjie.

A hint of amused curvature lifted the corner of his mouth.

"Big Dipper? Great Thousand Divine Universe? Interesting…"

"It seems this life won't be too boring…"

His voice was calm, yet carried an innate transcendence and a bird's‑eye view.

"I hope the Heavenly Pride of the later Zhutian Wanjie will not disappoint me too much…"

"Otherwise… this rebooted life would be far too boring…"