Chapter 1: Ancient Voices
The end of the world.
It's a barren, lifeless plain.
In the center of the wasteland, a temple was erected abruptly, as if it existed out of thin air. There are beautifully carved stone lion statues on both sides, but they have long been covered with a lot of dust, and they tell the story of its untouched history. Walking around the temple of the cube, the weeds around it had already grown to the height of a person, and when I looked up, there seemed to be traces of careful engraving on the stone wall, but it was no longer clear. The door of the temple was open, but from the outside it was pitch black.
Walking into the temple, there was nothing inside, the huge temple was empty, and there was no trace left on the surrounding walls, which made people wonder what the purpose of the people who built this temple was.
At this moment, a voice echoed in the temple, the voice seemed to come from the void, and it seemed to exist in a corner of the temple, mixed with a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, and slowly explained:
"The passing traveler, the strongest god, the miracle that appeared out of thin air, the son of the world that will not die, the prosperous era that the heart of the world is looking forward to, turned into a corner of dust, buried in the beginning of the flow of the primordial spirit, the spring of the prosperous scenery surrounded by the Tao, and finally returned to a part of nothingness, waiting for the salvation of the 'primordial heart'."
As soon as the words fell, other equally ancient voices quickly echoed around them:
"The passing traveler, the strongest god, the miracle that appeared out of thin air, the son of the world who will not die, the prosperous era that the heart of the world is looking forward to, turned into a corner of dust, buried in the beginning of the circulation of the primordial spirit, the spring of the prosperous scenery surrounded by Taoism, and finally returned to a part of nothingness, waiting for the salvation of the 'primordial heart'!"
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It's like an ancient prophecy, like an ancient lineage sealed away in the temple that wants to be freed, and through the prophecy, the place where the treasure is buried is made public.
As if to confirm this conjecture, a clear and sharp sword sound passed by, and the surrounding sounds fell silent, returning to the empty temple when it had just been opened, leaving no trace.
These prophecies, along with this invisible sword, disappeared into the void forever......
But even if there are people, they may not be called people, and it will take a long time to completely seal this ancient story. Once the prophecy can penetrate the barrier of the seal, just as cause and effect will eventually come, the breaking of the seal is already a foreseeable future.
Along with the prophecy came an ancient legend. The people on the continent have heard of this legend, but who has ever known it, and who has the ability to know that this legend is the key to breaking the seal.
Legend has it that in ancient times, the continent was a unified whole, the environment was quiet and free, and the people were innocent and happy.
But if there is a human being, there will be a human being. I don't know what year of antiquity it was, and the continent launched a challenge to the strongest.
You can call it a challenge, but it's a naked war, a faction war that breaks out for selfish gain, in which countless families are broken and wives are separated. Divine power, holy power, and spiritual power are finally unified and return to the embrace of the original heart, perhaps we should call it the heart of the source, which is translated as the power derived from the heart of the source, but perhaps, it is not the explanation of the origin of the world.
It is mentioned in the legend that after that earth-shattering battle, the pattern of the continent has completely undergone earth-shaking changes, and the strength of the warriors has also been greatly disconnected, and even some laws of nature have changed, but more importantly, the treasure that blindly belongs to the strongest has been left.
Those who get the treasure will finally be able to look at the world and become the strongest in the new era!
Throughout the ages, even if no one knows where the treasure is buried, or even whether there is a treasure or not, it is a mystery that cannot be confirmed. But there are still countless people who have spent their lives for that unreal dream, willing to become a prisoner of the "treasure" for the rest of their lives, and give everything to find this treasure, but in the end they still can't get a slight.
Even so, as long as the legend exists, there will always be people who try it. How much more can reason stop the temptation of the strongest to man? As long as there is the slightest possibility, there will always be people who fall into it, and there is no time in history that this has not been the case.
As people searched for it, and continued to speculate and verify, several different versions of the legend have even developed. Peerless powerhouses will naturally have a need to pursue stronger martial arts. There have been many great powers who set out to find treasures, and although they all ended in failure, they all provided some experience of their own.
Some people say that in order to find a treasure, it is necessary to awaken the memory of its existence in ancient times, that is, a treasure handed down from ancient times is powerful enough to form a connection with the treasure, but no one has found such a treasure so far.
It is also said that if you want to find the treasure, you must have the blood of the strongest person who left the treasure, but it has not yet been heard who is the descendant of the strongest in ancient times.
It is also said that in order to find the treasure, it is necessary to have the same or even more strength than the person who buried the treasure. And because of the battle in ancient times, there was a fault in the strength of the supreme strong, and now no one can cultivate to that realm, and naturally no one can find the treasure. This statement was soon widely recognized by everyone, and gradually, the inability to find this treasure became a recognized thing on the mainland.
That legend is just a legend.