Ling Fan stared at the word "human" on the introduction of the item, and thought of a lot for a while.

"Sure enough, there was at least one generation of human civilization before our generation."

"Easter statues, pyramids, dinosaurs...... A 'prehistoric civilization' on Earth? ”

"However, since human beings have not 'won' on the Ascending Continent, why does the earth still exist......

The introduction of the items of "No Mud Cloud Bricks" solved some doubts in Ling Fan's heart, and at the same time, new questions came to his mind.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

In the distance, several golden lightning bolts suddenly flashed in the endless sea of clouds, and a thousand-foot-tall scorpion statue appeared above the sea of clouds.

"Is that ......?!"

"The ...... that appeared when fighting the Crypt Lord underground"

Ling Fan looked into the distance and remembered a scene underground, and he speculated that the "Golden Lightning" was closely related to the "Upgrading Continent Rules".

I saw that the golden lightning hit the scorpion statue, the giant sculpture shattered and weathered, and at the same time, the entire death desert vibrated violently, and the "Scorpion Teleportation Cave" where Ling Fan was located quickly collapsed and turned into ruins, and there were no new scorpions teleported into the "Ten Thousand Races Arena".

"Did you sense that something was wrong and blocked the teleportation of the Ten Thousand Races Arena?"

Ling Fan looked at it from afar, and the sea of clouds was like a calm lake.

The golden lightning bolt and the thousand-foot-tall scorpion statue just now seemed to have never appeared.

Ling Fan narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and pointed his finger to the north:

"Let's go, target, Troll Snow Peak."

………………………………

Ascend to the continent, unknown directions, boundless swamps, a palace made of endless beast bones.

On a high seat that exuded cold air, sat an old white phosphorus lizardman with a rickety form.

He wore a robe adorned with gold pendants, studded with high-order gems that shimmered with a dull sheen, and wore a crown of animal bones strewn with the marks of history, and the crowns were adorned with the feathers of three large unknown creatures.

This white phosphorus lizardman is none other than an eighth-order magician, a powerful spellcaster who has conquered and destroyed several races, the king of the white phosphorus clan, and the ruler of the lizard tribe, the "claw of destruction" - Sankálu.

The previous excitement and joy were gone, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn.

"The information from the border land is true, the Ancestral Spirit Circle is constantly teleporting the young geniuses of our clan into the Ancestral Spirit Trial Land from afar!"

Hearing this, the Hall of Beast Bones began to whisper.

"What the hell is going on, there's never been anything like it."

"The object of this trial is a race called 'Human', which is said to have extraordinary potential, but is very weak now."

"It should be foolproof, why such a change occurred, I can't figure it out."

The old white phosphorus lizardman looked up and stood up tremblingly on his crutches.

The hall of animal bones fell silent for a moment, and the needle drop could be heard.

"I will communicate with the spirits."

With that, the Lizardman King exited the Hall of Bones through a door behind his throne.

"Click" "Click" "Click"

A crisp tapping sound sounded, and the king of the white phosphorus lizard walked down the wide corridor with his cane.

On the walls on both sides of the long side, there are all kinds of simple patterns, including a bird with two heads, a fox with three tails, and a humanoid creature with four eyes walking upright......

If Ling Fan was here, he would have found that there was a long section of the corridor wall, carved with patterns about human beings, dragons, unicorns, phoenixes...... Many of them resemble the totems of ancient humans.

The White Phosphorus Lizard King walked to the end of the corridor, then knelt down with great respect and bowed forward.

In front of him, there was a red light like flowing water, and not far away, a hill-like lizard was sleeping in a shallow layer of lava.

The hill-sized lizardman had white scales, a sharp tail, and numerous wounds, several of which were deep to the bone. On top of the wound, powerful negative energy in different forms adheres to it.

And the lava flowed through the lizardman, seemingly neutralizing the negative energy.

The white phosphorus lizard man threw himself to the ground and said respectfully:

"Contemporary Lizardman King, meet the Ancestors!"

"You, very good, are the strongest of the lizardman kings in the past generations."

"Your generation of lizardmen is a prosperous generation."

"Wake me up here, for what?"

The mountain-like lizard did not make any movement, and a consciousness that was extremely majestic and full of supreme oppression directly entered the mind of the White Phosphorus Lizard Man King.

The white phosphorus lizardman trembled, and became more and more respectful:

"I obeyed the will of the ancestors and used the origin of the race passed down from the previous king to open a place of trial against humanity."

"Human ......"

The lizard spirit's massive body seemed to move.

The White Phosphorus Lizardman King felt endless hatred, intense greed, and a hint of deep fear from this thought......

The white phosphorus lizardman felt that he must have been delusional.

The consciousness of the Ancestral Lizard came again:

"Very well, you have been doing what I wanted, so what the hell is going on?"

"After opening the Schering Teleportation Array for a period of time, my connection with the origin of the race was broken, and then the Schering Teleportation Array lost control, constantly teleporting the potential young lizardmen of my race into the Land of Trials............"

The White Phosphorus Lizardman recounted what had happened.

"I see."

After a moment of silence, the consciousness of the lizard spirit sounded again.

"Although it is an opportunity for us, it also affects something."

"It doesn't matter, we did what we had to do."

"Now is a prosperous generation, our lizardmen clan, we can develop steadily in this ascending continent, and the matter of testing human beings can be put aside."

The white phosphorus lizardman fell to the ground and shouted:

"Follow the will of the spirits!"

"Closing the Ancestral Spirit Teleportation Circle requires a race origin, you can take it, I'm going to continue to sleep."

"Hopefully, when that moment comes, I'll be able to ......"

The consciousness of the Ancestral Spirit Lizard fell completely silent.

At the same time, a fist-sized mass of "magma" floated up and landed on the outstretched hands of the white phosphorus lizardmen.

The shallow "magma" under the Ancestral Spirit Lizard turned out to be the origin substance of the race!

"Closing the Schering Teleportation Array, just a small group of race origins is all it takes."

"The Spirits sensed that my life was coming to an end, and specially blessed me with an additional Race Origin."

"The spirit has approved of me!"

The white phosphorus lizard man looked at the racial origin in his hand, and his eyes burst into a fiery light.

He then came to the Ancestral Teleportation Array, raised the Race Origin and began to cast spells.

As soon as the Ancestor Teleportation Array was closed, a golden lightning bolt slashed down, splitting the White Phosphorus Lizard King into ashes.

An eighth-order sorcerer, the king of the lizardman race, died like this, being split into ashes by a bolt of lightning.

After the golden lightning slashed the white phosphorus lizardman, it turned a corner, as if trying to slash towards the Ancestral Corridor.

At this moment, the race origin floating in the air suddenly exploded, enveloping the golden lightning, and the two dissolved each other until they all dissipated.