The Spirit Realm had fallen into the hands of the Human Ancestor for a thousand years.
When Yu Xian once again entered the Spirit Realm, he couldn't help but secretly marvel at the strong heritage of the realm.
It had almost been completely drained by him before.
In such a short time, the Spirit Realm had already recovered a good deal of Primordial Qi and already showed signs of a resplendent great era with the revival of spiritual energy.
What a pity that in such a grand era, no more heroes were born.
As the "old guys," they had already taken all the opportunities in the Spirit Realm in advance, leaving no chance for the young protagonists to rise.
After all, who isn't a protagonist themselves?
Around the Spirit Realm, amongst thousands of mountains and rivers, on the vast plains, stood idols both large and small, with different species and diverse appearances. Their gods' names varied greatly, but without exception, they were all avatars of the Human Ancestor.