The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chuhao raised a finger.

Golden light shone from the fingertips.

The next moment, golden light pierced through the void and entered Ye Chen's brow.

Ye Chen's body tensed up suddenly.

Memories from the past life that had been sealed away were all broken through at this moment.

A desperate girl surrounded by a swarm of ants.

Wooden houses by the lake.

That title of "Master" will be seen in reality.

and also.

The unwilling boy lay on the snow.

Wooden cabins in the snow-capped mountains.

Jiang Liyu committed suicide in the Imperial Study.

And everything that happens two thousand years later at my own tombstone.

Scene after scene, forcibly breaking through the chains deep within memory.

Complete memories, arranged along cause and effect, are all put back in their proper places.

Ye Chen's pupils contracted continuously.

He tried to reach out and grab something, but only grasped at nothingness.

"My disciple..."

Two words were squeezed out from his lips.

Then, his consciousness was completely overwhelmed by the surging memories, and his body went limp, collapsing onto the table.

Ye Chuhao did not rush to leave.

He sat down at the table and finished the rest of his wine.

After emptying the bottle, he lowered his arm and quietly looked at the unconscious Ye Chen.

This look lasted for two minutes.

Ye Chen's brows furrowed occasionally, and his fingers would unconsciously tighten.

Ye Chuhao raised his hand to push the fallen wine bottle aside, then stood up.

His figure passed through the doorway.

Beta was still standing guard outside the door.

Upon seeing Ye Chuhao emerge, she immediately bowed in greeting.

"The Heavenly Emperor."

"Um."

Ye Chuhao put his hands behind his back and glanced at her sideways.

"Your Highness has had a few drinks."

"Let him get a good night's sleep."

"Take care of the battle reports for him first."

"Yes."

Beta bowed his head in response.

Ye Chuhao took a few steps, then stopped.

"Oh, right."

Beta looked up.

Ye Chuhao turned around, his tone still casual.

"If your prince asks about me when he wakes up, tell him—"

See you in five thousand years.

Beta paused for a moment.

By the time she realized what was happening, Ye Chuhao had already taken a step forward.

Golden light rippled out from beneath his feet.

His figure gradually faded at the end of the palace corridor, and finally disappeared completely.

"Respectfully seeing off the Heavenly Emperor."

"what……"

[Young Master Zihuan]: "No, I originally thought of the Desolate Emperor as an existence of supreme majesty."

"After the story of Jiang Jianxian and Ye Laozu."

"I just realized..."

"Why does it give off a brotherly, fatherly vibe?"

"ha……"

[Speechless]: "I think so too!"

"No wonder he's the class monitor."

"He's powerful and protective of his own; he's practically the best godfather ever."

[Divine Origin Empire - Zi Shen]: "Am I the only one who noticed that Ancestor Ye Chen just now said he glimpsed an awesome sea inside the Source of Returning Ruins?"

Is our world contained within a single drop of seawater?

"What's beyond the sea?"

"Could it be the world where the Desolate Heavenly Emperor gained his cultivation?"

"Forehead……"

[Chu Yang's Jack]: "Upstairs, is it possible that we and the Desolate Emperor obtained their power from the same world?"

"Are we included in this?"

"broken……"

[Winter Rain in the Ancient City]: "Have we become a ruin?"

"Forehead……"

【Rainy Pavilion】：

"That doesn't seem to make much of a difference, but is it possible that we're some kind of secret realm within their world?"

"Isn't that the same thing?"

[Kenjing]: "Now that you mention it... I finally understand why our combat strength is so low."

"It shouldn't be low, right?"

【Autumn Falls and Departure】：

"Didn't the host explain the most awesome level beforehand?"

"Below the Dao, the Great Dao, sacrificing to the Dao, above sacrificing to the Dao."

"Our world has a Great Dao, and even the Desolate Heavenly Emperor only offered sacrifices to the Dao."

"It's just a matter of being one major level lower."

"The reason why it looks so bad now is because our ancestors really didn't have time to develop."

"And another thing, you guys forgot, the host mentioned before, our ancestors had ancestors too!!!"

"Those elite combat forces are all on the front lines."

[The End of Nothingness]:

"Damn! Now that you mention it, I'm really curious about what happened to our ancestors' ancestors!"

"By the way, is it possible for them to expose the appearance of Class 9 here?"

【Jiuling.】: "Probably. You guys forgot about that Three Realms Chat Group? I have a feeling there's a big problem with it!"

"rational!"

"Looking forward to +1!"

"Looking forward to +1!"

"Looking forward to +1!"

Amidst shouts of "Expectations +1", the silent projection lit up again.

The light of the comments was swallowed by darkness.

The next moment, the sound of a baby crying came from the depths of the screen.

"Waaaaah..."

Immediately afterwards, an excited voice rang out.

"Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations!"

"The Princess Consort has successfully given birth to a baby prince, a truly auspicious child!"

In the darkness, someone let out a heavy sigh.

The young man's voice still carried an uncontrollable tension.

"Where is the princess?"

The person who was bringing the good news suddenly fell silent.

"Your Highness... Your Highness, she..."

"What about her?!"

"She exhausted her already limited life force in order to ensure the safe birth of the young prince."

The man's voice began to tremble.

"Now, she has been corrupted by the strange substance inside her body."

"But the princess deliberately cut off her last hope, only asking to be sober for three days."

"Three days later... she will die and disappear."

"What?!"

boom!

The projector finally lit up.

The first thing that catches everyone's eye is a hand resting on the wall.

The veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his fingers gripped the wall tightly.

Ye Long stood outside the delivery room, leaning against the wall, his face pale and his body still trembling slightly.

Even though he had already reached the level of a celestial being, he could not stand steadily at this moment.

Beside him stood a young man dressed in a dark gold dragon robe.

The young man had clearly defined brow bones and a face that resembled Ye Long's, but he didn't exude any signs of life.

It was Ye Chen.

However, the guards and physicians passing by all walked right past him, and no one cast a single glance at him.

Ye Chen stared blankly at Ye Long, then reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

The palm passed right through it.

Ye Long didn't react at all. He pushed open the delivery room door and staggered inside.

Ye Chen looked down at his hands.

The fingers were translucent, and the edges of the dark gold dragon robe fluttered gently in the wind.

"Damn old man..."

He looked up and gazed in the direction Ye Long had left.

"Am I... dead?"

"But why did I end up in this life, right at the time of my birth?"