Muttering, Ye Hanjun knit his brows and ca to a halt to observe.
If the Divine Beings of the Primordial Era were each more bizarre and powerful than the last,
then the Divine Beings of the Dark Ancient Era were indistinct in their patterns, making their details impossible to scrutinize.
But the more one pondered over these feelings, the more one could feel the oppressive force in the obscurity, causing a piercing discomfort to the heart.
"Big Tadpole, this one seems to be our ancient ancestor!"
GuaGua floated in midair, pointing at a wall and exclaid in amazent:
"This pattern resonates with , it must be ’Pure’, no mistakes about it!"
"Wow, the shape of the ancestor appears to be a four-legged beast, such a delicate figure, and there seem to be horns on its head, truly beautiful!"
"Really? Let have a look."
Ye Hanjun approached that wall, his eyes wide open.
On the pitch-black wall, a jumble of colorful lines, like ghostly symbols, were enigmatic.
That kind of experience was definitely harder than giving you a black shadow and shouting, "Guess who I am."
"Big Tadpole, over here, over here!"
GuaGua, with high spirits, pointed to another wall and conjectured earnestly:
"This one might be ’Ink’ of the Nether Ancient, next to the pattern are many dizzying calligraphies, I can’t understand any of them!"
"And over here, this Divine Being is spherical in shape, probably represents ’Realm’, It is the Deep Red ancient ancestor!"
"As for ’Illusion’... I can’t find it, who knows what It looks like, it might be so strange that we cannot judge by common sense."
"..."
Ye Hanjun glanced briefly and tried to rember the general outline of each pattern as best he could.
He counted carefully, in the Dark Ancient Era there were only thirty-six beings that could be referred to as "gods".
Among them were humanoid beings, but no true Crown Rank of the Human Race.
In other words, in that era, the highest-ranking rulers were all Fond Spirits.
Even more bizarre, these thirty-six Divine Beings were on par with one another, all at the sa level of ranking.
Could it be that they were all at the level of Divine Venerate or even above? Detached from All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds as the ’Origin’, and their number so terrifying?
Ye Hanjun’s shock grew increasingly intense.
If each ruler of the Nether Ancient represented a branch of the Chaos Seal,
does it not suggest that the oldest Cosmic Era, excluding Savage, Demon, Nether, Insect, Human Race, Super Spirituality, Spirits, Gate of Life and Death... and many others, still had nurous vacancies?
For example, Ink, Illusion, were they unable to reproduce offspring?
Or was it that they had different constitutions, and though there were descendants in the Nether Ancient, the continuation through the Primordial Era was cut off one by one?
Ye Hanjun couldn’t guess, but he was clear about one thing.
If the secrets here were to be unearthed, any of the Divine Clan would tremble thrice over, and no creature could look upon them calmly.
"Big Tadpole..."
GuaGua, hopping and skipping about, suddenly got scared and sat down on the ground.
Almost at the sa mont, Ye Hanjun also noticed sothing unusual, a chill running down his spine.
Ahead... another pillar had appeared!
This was a building that marked the transition between different Cosmic Eras.
Throughout his journey, Ye Hanjun had repeatedly verified this without a single miss.
But beyond this pillar, why were there still patterns imprinted on the wall?
Suppressing the convulsions in his heart, Ye Hanjun took a deep breath, prepared himself ntally, and then resolutely walked forward.
"Before the Nether Ancient... was there an unknown Cosmic Era?"
"If it’s true, why does no one ntion this part of history, where did it go, who buried it, and what exactly is the truth?"
Ye Hanjun officially stepped across the pillar.
As soon as he stood firm, both of his brows shot up.
Empty...
No! There were patterns on the wall, like a swirling vortex!
Ye Hanjun used all his might to see past the deception of the naked eye, imdiately closed his eyes, and perceived only with Super Spirituality.
Soon, he saw it.
That vortex, boundless and vast.
It had a color, one of pure Gray, containing both the mysteries of the night and the purity of day, intertwined and inseparable.
"Chaos..."
Ye Hanjun lost himself in a mont.
Words he had never spoken before spilled from his mouth, and his eyes, too, were suddenly covered in gray.
In an instant, the Gray Sun seal on his forehead burst into light.
The wall in the shape of a vortex seed to be endowed with life, and a force of irresistible attraction ca over him once again.
This ti, the target was no longer the physical body.
Ye Hanjun, GuaGua, and Sword Thunder Child—the souls of all three beings—were all sucked into the wall.
The leftover bodily shells in the corridor were coated in a thick layer of gray light as if covered with dust over the years, decaying and turbid.
...
"Where is this?"
Ye Hanjun ca back to his senses, only feeling that he had been spaced out for a while, with the surrounding environnt turned upside down.
However, he was not too flustered.
Similar experiences of soul separation, like entering the Gate of Life and Death, he had experienced countless tis.
Confirming that the souls of GuaGua and Sword Thunder Child were both by his side, his heart beca even more steady, and his attention quickly shifted in other directions.
"Whoosh..."
At this mont, they seed to be floating above the ninth heaven, an endless Cloud Sea shifting constantly.
With just a thought, Ye Hanjun’s soul began to Sprint.
He led GuaGua and Sword Thunder Child, descending in altitude.
Just as they broke through the obstruction of the clouds, an imposing Ancient mountain range spanned across the vast lands and heavens appeared.
"This is too huge..."
GuaGua covered his mouth, dumbstruck.
Earth God Mountain, chanic God Mountain, two of the Eight Mountains, equivalent to two large worlds, they had seen worlds before.
But the mountains before them, with their towering peaks and layers upon layers, seed endless and blocked out the sky, as if there were thousands of mountains and ravines.
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