"Miss Artifact Spirit, please hold your hand for now," Wang An Ye stepped forward, living up to the expectations, and politely cupped his hand toward the top of his head, "Ten thousand years have passed since the Divine Martial Dynasty was destroyed. The world outside has already undergone earth-shattering changes."
"Ten thousand years! Is Divine Martial finished?" After a fluctuation of crimson light and shadow, the voice of the Artifact Spirit seemed to become somewhat complex, "Did that old dog, Saint Emperor, still fail to withstand the Outer Domain Realm Holy Demon?"
"Uh... the specifics aren't very clear to me, but it seems he did," Wang An Ye explained, "Otherwise, our world would have long since fallen. As things stand now, our Human Race is still fighting the Outer Domain Demons on the Outer Domain Battlefield, though there's a historical gap in between... no one knows what truly happened back then."
