Starry sky? Galaxy? Universe?

Meng Xuan saw the appearance of the mural clearly through the flickering white phosphorus fire, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

This mural did look like a galaxy, Meng Xuan looked at it carefully, and he couldn't tell what kind of galaxy was depicted on the mural.

Neither in his past life nor in this life, he had no memory of this galaxy.

Perhaps, this picture of the galaxy is also scribbled randomly.

Meng Xuan shook his head and continued to walk forward.

The two clusters of phosphorus fires were still extinguished, and the two clusters of phosphorus fires in front of them burned.

This time, the phosphorus fire flickered even harder.

This time, the mural has become clearer and more eerie.

Under the frequent alternation of light and dark, Meng Xuan found that the patterns on the walls actually seemed to move, forming a picture that was constantly circulating.

It seemed to be on a planet somewhere, with dark clouds covering the sky and flashing with terrifying electric light.

Beneath the dark clouds of the sky was a vast expanse of sea, on which were churning with storms and huge waves, full of oppression, destruction and dead silence, without any sign of life.

Suddenly, from the solemn dark clouds, two giant eyes faintly opened, quietly staring at the churning sea.

Under the gaze of the giant eye, a thick bolt of lightning slashed down from the dark clouds and collided with the huge waves on the sea.

A sense of shock appeared in Meng Xuan's heart as the lightning fell.

A peculiar feeling emanated from the picture, as if in a dead world, the vitality of life appeared for the first time.

This is the shock that came when life was first created.

"The Birth ······ Life"

Meng Xuan looked at this picture in a daze, thinking of the previous murals.

He continued to walk forward, and sure enough, in the next mural, there was also a dynamic picture of the rapid alternation of light and darkness, and for the first time, simple life appeared in the water, and the whole world became alive.

The further he went, Meng Xuan seemed to have seen a history of the evolution of life, there were more and more creatures on this planet, from the sea to the ground, he saw a large number of huge giant beasts, and saw the birth of many terrifying humanoid transcendent beings, they together dominated the ancient world and possessed extremely powerful power.

"This is the process of creation······"

Meng Xuan muttered to himself, after seeing so many gradually evolving murals, he finally knew what the meaning of the paintings on the murals was.

The murals of this mysterious place may be the creation legends of the ancient Nelson civilization or an even more ancient civilization.

It's just that there are still some things he doesn't quite understand.

In the first picture, there is no picture at all, only a sense of paradox that mysterious and strange existence and nothingness appear at the same time.

This should be said to be the state before the birth of the world, a state of contradictory superposition of existence and non-existence.

But the second picture, a chaotic line, and the third picture, two horizontal and vertical overlapping ellipses, made Meng Xuan feel very incomprehensible.

These two pictures are at the very beginning of the mural and should be an extremely important process in the creation process, but the legendary significance of their symbolism is not discernible from these two murals.

What also puzzled him was that the image of lightning striking the sea to give birth to life, and the huge eyes that faintly appeared in the sky, indicated that this legend probably believed that behind the birth of the world, there was a greater will.

In this respect, it is likely that this relic has little to do with the Nelson civilization, which did not have a similar creation legend.

The Nelson have always maintained a rigorous attitude towards nature and power, as exemplified by the power of ritual that they have widely used.

The essence of ritual power is to parse the codes of nature and the world, so as to pry the power comparable to the gods from the level of rules.

They always believed that all the essence of the world was traceable, rather than believing that the metaphysical gods created the world.

All in all, in the Nelson tradition known to Meng Xuan, there was no legend about the creation of the Creator.

The ruins he entered rashly did not belong to Nelson?

Meng Xuan felt a little incredulous, in his impression, the Nelson civilization had always been the oldest and largest civilization of mankind, and the later civilizations were more or less influenced by the Nelson civilization.

And this relic can appear in Nelson's ruins, the time must not be later than Nelson's civilization, and it is more likely that it is earlier than Nelson's existence.

But if you think about it, it doesn't seem strange that the planet has existed for so many years, and that there has been so many years of transcendent life, and that there is another even older civilization made up of intelligent life.

This world itself has infinite possibilities and secrets.

"An older prehistoric civilization?"

Meng Xuan's interest became even stronger, and this feeling was the same as when he first came into contact with the materials of Nelson's civilization in the laboratory.

No, even more curiosity than at that time, because the Nelson civilization had at least left a magnificent legend in the history of mankind before, and this civilization, which may have been even older, has never appeared in any historical materials and legends.

Meng Xuan looked down at the ritual pointer in his hand, still pointing to the depths of the Yongdao, and he continued to walk forward.

The phosphorus fire was beating faster and faster, and under the extremely fast interlacing of light and darkness, Meng Xuan couldn't suppress his trance, and he gradually felt that everything around him seemed to be squirming.

The murals caught his eye.

The development of the mural is becoming clearer and clearer.

He saw that on a planet ruled by transcendent life, there was a weak race of humanoids, who were struggling to survive, who maintained savage customs, and survived in difficult circumstances as matriarchal tribes.

They developed a peculiar civilization.

They worship the high totems and the Holy Spirit, they take large quantities of hallucinogenic drugs, and groups of people gather around the campfire, guided by witch-like figures, and stimulated by hallucinogenic drugs, to engage in horrific, gatherings, and sacrifices.

They seem to believe that, in a state of sufficient trance and confusion, humanity can access the higher beings, listen to the teachings of the totems and the Holy Spirit, and receive their gifts, thus possessing powerful forces against otherworldly beings.

The most nonsense thing is that this almost primitive superstitious way, they actually succeeded.

Meng Xuan saw the picture on the mural, a young man who couldn't see clearly, after taking a large amount of hallucinogenic potions, and performing a strange and difficult to attach psychic ritual by Wu Zhu, everything around him became distorted and blurred, and a confused cheek looked down at him and talked to him.

He became the first to receive a God-given power.

The mural shows a person in an extreme trance state with the help of a large number of hallucinogenic agents······

This young man has entered another world.