Five years ago, a mysterious 'Eight Desolations Diagram' led to the massacre of the Ye family.
That night, Ye Qiu was saved by a mysterious person, becoming the only survivor of the Y...
"Lucia, I will die today. Don't be sad. Listen to Promi. He will continue to protect you in my place."
Lu Shenbing smiled, looking relaxed and carefree.
There was not a trace of disappointment on his face.
"Father, I don't want you to leave."
Lucia broke down in tears: "Tell me, how can I save you? Please don't give up!"
“I can’t save him, Lucia. You should understand what it means for a member of the Light God Clan to not obtain the divine source. It means that his internal organs are ruptured, his soul is gradually broken, and he is devoured by the curse. My body is already beyond saving.”
"But Father, I..."
“You still have Prometheus,” Lucia interrupted.
Ye Qiu sighed: "Uncle Lucia, I will definitely take good care of Lucia, but my name is not Prometheus. My real name is Ye Qiu."
"Ye Qiu?" Lu Shenbing was shocked. "You're Ye Qiu? The Ye Qiu from Zu Long City? The Ye Qiu who single-handedly fought his way to the capital of the Dragon Dynasty?"
"Yes, it's me."
Ye Qiu did not hide anything.
Because Lu Shenbing and his daughter were incredibly sincere and open with him, he didn't want to deceive them.
Ye Qiu will treat sincere people with the same sincerity.
"Haha, good, good." Lu Shenbing laughed: "Knowing that you are Ye Qiu, I am completely relieved. I believe you can take good care of Lucia."
"Uncle Lu, I..."
Ye Qiu had just opened his mouth when he suddenly shuddered.
Because Lu Shenbing pointed his finger at Ye Qiu's brow.
Ye Qiu immediately sensed a vast amount of information continuously flooding into his mind.
In less than ten seconds, Lu Shenbing completed the memory transfer.
What he gave Lin Hao was all his detailed experience in forging divine weapons, everything imaginable.
Furthermore, Lu Shenbing did not conceal many secrets about the Light God Clan, transmitting them all to Ye Qiu through his memories.
"Take Lucia and leave quickly."
Lu Shenbing growled, and cracks began to appear between his brows.
"Father, what's wrong?"
Lucia burst into tears.
“Child, I have transferred some memories to Ye Qiu, which has triggered a restriction. I am currently doing my best to resist the outbreak of the restriction. Once I can no longer resist, the Palace Master will immediately sense it. You must leave quickly and without hesitation.”
"Father, I can't bear to part with you."
Lucia held Lu Shenbing's hand.
Lu Shenbing wept, his hands trembling as he pushed Lucia away: "Good child, live a good life with Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu, don't forget what you promised me, don't hurt Lucia."
"Don't worry, Ye Qiu keeps his word."
Ye Qiu took a deep breath and bowed deeply.
Immediately, Ye Qiu pulled Lucia along and headed straight for the spaceship's parking area.
As Ye Qiu entered a spaceship and it began to take off, he suddenly heard a loud shout echoing across the seabed: "Lucia has betrayed us! Everyone, listen up! Seal off all exits, capture Lucia, and do not let anyone who has recently been in contact with Lucia escape!"
The order was issued promptly, but it was still a step too late.
Ye Qiu piloted the spaceship out of the seabed and straight into the clouds.
"That was close."
Ye Qiu couldn't help but gasp.
The Gods of Light were too vigilant; in such a short time, they almost managed to seal off the seabed.
"No... Ye Qiu, look at the monitor screen quickly."
Lucia suddenly stared at the screen in horror.
Ye Qiu glanced at it and his expression immediately changed.
On the screen, he saw an ancient, black hand hurtling through the air, drawing ever closer.
This giant hand swept across, shattering the void—it was utterly terrifying.
"Grass……"
Ye Qiu immediately accelerated, pushing the spaceship's speed to its limit.
But the large black hand followed closely and slapped down.
Ye Qiu's expression was solemn. At the critical moment, he decisively controlled the spaceship to descend hundreds of meters in an instant.
A descent of several hundred meters can happen in just two or three seconds.
Meanwhile, the airspace where the spaceship had been located experienced a large-scale collapse, with the laws of nature being shattered by the explosion, magical light swirling wildly, and black holes appearing.
Black holes are strange phenomena that appear after the laws of nature break down, but they quickly repair themselves and return to the original tranquility of the void.
The black hand quickly dissipated after its attack missed its target.
Ye Qiu dared not be careless and piloted the spaceship away, still feeling lingering fear.
That giant black hand from just now was truly incredibly powerful.
If Ye Qiu were to be struck by that palm, he might survive, but Lucia would most likely die.
"It must have been the old patriarch who made the move. Only he has such terrifying strength. This move seems to be called the Heavenly Palm, which was passed down from the Void Saint Emperor." Lucia was still pale with shock.
Void Saint Emperor?
Ye Qiu was slightly taken aback.
He vaguely remembered hearing this name in the history books of this world!
"Lucia, is the Void Emperor the supreme ruler of your Light God Clan?"
“Of course not.” Lucia stared at Ye Qiu in surprise: “The Void Saint Emperor is a human emperor. He once used a move called Heavenly Palm to almost wipe out the Light God Clan.”
The old patriarch knew this history, so he schemed against the descendants of the Holy Empress, obtained the supreme technique of the Heavenly Palm, and even mastered it.
"I understand," Ye Qiu said. "This technique is indeed powerful."
"Alas, I hope the old clan chief will not be so ruthless as to exterminate them all."
Lucia sighed.
"Don't be afraid if he wants to kill us all." Ye Qiu said softly, "Once we enter Ancestral Dragon City, even if the strongest of your Light God Clan comes, they won't get any advantage. I will definitely protect you."
Ye Qiu's statement was not without basis.
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