Chapter 571: Kong!

That primeval scene that spanned endless time and space, like a fleeting illusion, quietly faded away.

Ye Wuque's mind suddenly tore itself away from that immersive "watching" and returned to himself—in the solitary space after the battle.

His body remained shattered, his wounds still heavy.

But his heart, as if plunged into a volcano of searing magma, surged with excitement, shock, ecstasy, reverence, pride… countless emotions erupted like a volcanic blast, raging and surging within his chest!

"Kong…"

"It's Kong! That's… Kong!"

Ye Wuque shouted within his heart, his voice trembling from extreme excitement!

After witnessing all this, how could he still not know who the dazzling figure was that led the Human out of Darkness, forged the Beast Path of Ten Thousand Beasts, stood proud above the Ten Great Emperor Fiends, and reigned supreme over endless ages?

It was… Kong!

It could only be… Kong!

That was Kong creating the Beast Path of Ten Thousand Beasts!

That was Kong's invincible primeval glory, establishing Human's status and commanding the beasts!

Even though Ye Wuque already knew Kong's mystery, might, and invincibility, seeing it all with his own eyes now, he still couldn't help his heart surge from deep within, uncontrollably ecstatic!

Kong, the one who once, on his path of growth, gave countless crucial aid, like a mentor and a close friend;

the one who later departed for some reason, whom he has constantly missed and longed to find…

So his past was so glorious, so invincible, so… peerlessly splendid!

In the mysterious primeval era, when other myriad races were still strong, he was already unimaginably powerful!

He led the frail Human step by step to strength, becoming a pinnacle race!

He casually forged the Beast Path of Ten Thousand Beasts, thereafter standing proud above the Ten Great Emperor Fiends, making the beasts bow!

He is untouched by all laws, unextinguished through countless eons, crushing all spirits, sovereign over eternity!

Such a peerless bearing, overlooking the world and scoffing at past and present, made Ye Wuque's mind thunder, sigh after sigh, unable to calm for a long time!

At the same time, an indescribable pride welled up in his heart!

Given the special bond between him and Kong—both mentor and friend, as close as siblings—the stronger Kong became, the prouder he felt! He was proud to have such a powerful, dazzling close friend and mentor!

Just as Ye Wuque was immersed in this boundless shock and excitement—

The Void ahead suddenly rippled with a gentle, pure, holy ripple.

A figure, from that ripple, slowly coalesced and manifested.

It was a mysterious light and shadow formed from pure white radiance, exuding an ethereal, timeless, peerlessly splendid aura.

The outline of the light and shadow was vague yet perfect; its features were indiscernible, yet that mere silhouette could cause heaven and earth to lose their hue, and all spirits to fall silent.

His very existence was like a wheel of Primordial Light illuminating the Zhutian Wanjie, and also like an eternal spirit that commands the beasts and transcends time and space.

An aura that had seeped through endless ages, containing infinite depth and a hint… of indescribable loneliness, naturally spread from that light and shadow.

When Ye Wuque saw that light and shadow, his already tumultuous mind was struck as if by ten thousand tons of thunder, booming with a massive shock!

His complexion changed abruptly, his breath halted; in those eyes that had long been indifferent to life and death, a faint gleam of excitement unexpectedly flickered!

"Kong…!"

He blurted out, his voice hoarse and trembling, laden with endless longing and surprise.

That light and shadow hovered silently in the Void, as if it had always been so.

After a moment of silence, a voice equally transcendent, equally ethereal, equally imbued with endless ages and a faint hint of loneliness, slowly resonated within this space:

"Ah…"

It was merely a gentle sigh, yet it seemed able to pierce the Eternal Time and Space, bearing countless unspeakable pasts and emotions.

Immediately, the voice continued, its tone still flat, yet carrying a natural, as‑if‑overseeing‑eternity loneliness:

"Over a hundred years…"

"Tongtian Third Realm cultivation… combat power reaching the Marquis Immortal peak…"

"Profound foundation, solid base, the Six Great Extreme Realms flawless and complete, the Ten Thousand Ages Unshakeable Supreme Foundation…"

"Ultimate Saint King… the Human King Extreme Realm of the Supreme Space-Time Great Dao Domain…"

"Solely opened a Great Dao independent of the Zhutian Wanjie…"

"Moreover, he has begun, in his early steps, a path of astonishingly brilliant creation…"

"Hehe, your current achievement… truly extraordinary…"

"Faster than I expected…"

That light and shadow seemed to be "looking" at Ye Wuque, its gaze as if able to pierce his shattered body, seeing through his current cultivation, condition, and even all internal changes.

"A mere hundred years… to have such achievement…"

The voice paused briefly, bearing a faint yet genuine commendation:

"Not bad… not bad… faster than I anticipated, by quite a margin…"

Hearing that praise, Ye Wuque felt a warm current surge through his whole body, the fatigue and pain from battling the Ten Great Emperor Fiends seemingly restored some vigor.

Gaining Kong's approval was, to him, more precious than any opportunity.

He was too excited, with too many words to say, too many questions to ask!

He wanted to ask Kong where he had been all these years!

He wanted to ask Kong why he left a projection here!

He wanted to ask where Kong's true form currently resides!

He wanted to tell Kong about his experiences over these years, his growth, and his resolve for the future!

Yet, thousands of words, countless questions and confessions surged to his lips, only to clog together, leaving him at a loss for where to begin!

He simply stared straight at that light and shadow, his gaze full of excitement, joy, longing, and a hint… of childlike dependence.

Kong seemed to sense his complicated emotions at this moment, did not urge, but simply floated there quietly, waiting.

After a long while, Ye Wuque took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and was about to speak—

Kong's tone, however, suddenly became heavy and low, bearing a solemnity and oppression Ye Wuque had never felt before:

"This Epoch…"

"Darkness, has arrived."

Just six words, yet they seemed like billions of jin of Chaos Divine Iron, smashing hard onto Ye Wuque's heart!