This is the secret that he understood through his own way.
This time, the Immortal Monument no longer responded, and Tan Ling's name was completely engraved on it.
"Congratulations!" said the man in white. He admired Tan Ling very much because he was very perceptive and had mastered these things in just a few days.
Tan Ling smiled and said, "Thank you, senior."
The man in white shook his head without comment. He just said: "Practice hard. I hope you can grow up soon."
"I will!" Tan Ling said.
"Well, you can go on your own for the rest of the journey!" The man in white nodded, turned around and left, disappearing.
There is darkness in the distance, but there is soft light coming out from near, the aura is rippling, and the clouds are flowing like water waves. This place is unusually sacred.
There are mountains, lakes, etc. here, but they are all wrapped in thick fog, making it difficult to see the whole picture, making them look very mysterious and strange.
The fallen flowers are colorful, and the crystal petals fall down in this place where the holy light flows, carrying fragrant fragrance and bursts of vitality.
In addition, the white immortal energy dispersed and lingered here.
Even Tan Ling couldn't help but feel his heart tremble when he saw the scene in his eyes.
He knew that this place must be extremely extraordinary.
Tan Ling stood quietly, as if he heard the sigh of a true immortal, as if he had experienced hundreds of reincarnations, and seemed to see the change of gods. He remained silent and motionless.
This feeling is very strange. In an instant, I saw thousands of scenes, including some creatures, some vegetation, some battle scenes, and some sad and tragic endings of heroes.
The sky in the picture seems to be torn apart, and blood is spilled. It is extremely miserable, and it is like ancient cities collapsing and shattering...
It was an epic story that recorded too much sorrow and countless heroes shed blood on the battlefield.
Tan Ling's heart was shaken. He felt the sadness, the tragedy, and the vast fluctuations.
He saw the sky stained with blood. One after another, the strongest fell from outside the territory and hit the ground. The blood dyed the mountains and rivers red and painted the stars.
"There are immortal emperors and divine emperors who are dying, and there are forbidden powerful people who are disappearing..." Tan Ling whispered, as if talking in a dream.
"What is this? Is this a battlefield?" Tan Ling exclaimed.
He saw mountains of bloody corpses, both human and demon. The strong men from all races had fallen and turned into piles of bones.
What kind of battlefield is this? It's horrifying that so many heroes have fallen.
This is a thrilling picture that makes people's blood boil, their hearts surge, and they want to follow them to kill.
This is a cruel era, full of bloodshed.
When he saw these scenes, he was not shocked, but a little numb. They were just residual scenes, but they were enough to illustrate the cruelty of the last years of the Shenxu Era.
"Who is the enemy?" He stared at the thousands of fragmented images.
However, all the souls of the predecessors were seen withered, no opponents appeared from the nine heavens, and all that was left to future generations were ruined picture fragments.
They died in the war, with blood flowing everywhere and corpses everywhere. The scene was truly horrific, shocking and hair-raising.
"What kind of battlefield is this? How many people died?"
Even Tan Ling couldn't help but feel cold all over after watching the entire video.
This period of time is really too long.
It was a tragic time, and it was a bright world, but it was finally destroyed in such a scene.
"I have heard that the early days of the Shenxu Era were not peaceful. Many anti-life forces rose up to compete for the throne. They even opened up the Shenxu Ancient Road, attracting batch after batch of peerless masters.
Then, he saw a vast galaxy hanging in the universe shattered. Hundreds of billions of planets bloomed like a series of fireworks in an instant, and disappeared into ashes, and the place became a dead sky.
What's rare is that Tan Ling didn't feel the intense and tragic scenes, one fragmented scene after another, only loneliness and desolation, very gentle, unhurried, like watching a tragic and desolate movie.
However, Tan Ling felt a hidden emotion in it, that was despair! One by one, powerful men of all ages fell down like rain, and no one turned around to go back. That was so despairing and heartbreaking.
This is a fragmentary image of the imprint left to future generations. I cannot bear to tell the truth for fear that those who come after me will be completely desperate. In that era, those people were completely defeated and no one could resist.
People who leave these marks feel a sense of powerlessness, deep loss, and no hope at all.
This is the taste that Tan Ling can experience.
At this time, Tan Ling saw another fragment, which was a sea of stars, with giant warships rushing towards the depths of the vast sea of stars.
"Warship?" Tan Ling was surprised.
He looked carefully before confirming that they were not ordinary warships, but starships, each one million feet high.
They are densely packed in the universe, attacking the front lines.
Each warship is made of pure metal, shining with silver luster. They are so huge that they hit the depths of the universe with a deafening rumble.
"boom……"
The warship rolled over, and a brilliant fire broke out, covering the area.
These warships are engraved with runes.
But a black rain fell from the sky, like drops of black rain in the universe. Those starships were wrapped up and crushed into ashes. No one survived, and they died in a mighty manner.
A golden palm. Exuding the aura of immortality, it slowly passed by and erased all the pictures, especially the last blurry and unable to be seen clearly, as if it could not bear to be told to future generations.
What do you want to leave behind for future generations? But erase it!
The broken mark dispersed with just a sigh.
Tan Ling noticed that it was conveying a kind of inner voice, gentle and extremely sad. Hurt to the point of despair, unable to see the light of day.
"The sky is full of sorrow, and there are no waves for thousands of years. No one retreats after rushing forward. Hope is gone and the heart is gone..."
"Instead of dying of despair, it is better to be ignorant and live life after life, era after era, just like this, dying in happiness."
In a daze, Tan Ling seemed to hear such a voice.
This is the sigh of the immortals and gods. Why? Is this the truth? !
He saw some pictures. Those starships were all the ancestors of mankind. They were all heroes. They fought in all directions, but ended up like that?
After calming down, Tan Ling's hair stood on end, what kind of sadness was that. Did the survivors of the Divine Era reach this point? I think it is better for latecomers to be ignorant.
There was silence, the fallen leaves were dim, and the auspicious light gradually extinguished.
The immortal energy also dispersed, turning into wisps of gray mist. As for Xianghe Yunxia, they both became lifeless.
As time passes and time passes, this place seems to have gone through countless reincarnations and everything has changed.
Tan Ling remained silent. Realize silently.
If you are ignorant, this kind of thought is too scary!
The Shenxu Era was finally destroyed. That war was terrible.
It was a golden age!
Whether it is the Age of Myths, the Era of Immortals, or the earlier Era of Gods and Demons, they are far less glorious than the Era of Gods and Voids.
Because, the Shenxu Era is the stage for all saints, where heroes gather together, unparalleled in the world.
"I want to know. Why not let future generations know? History should not be forgotten, nor should it be buried." Tan Ling said.
In front, all the dazzling brilliance disappeared, leaving only the gray stone walls and some vague rune diagrams, which were exactly the scenes seen before.
He sensed it carefully and pondered it carefully, but in the end he could no longer see anything else.
Is this the creation left by Shenxu? What a joke!
Tan Ling got nothing here, gained nothing.
What can those pictures help him with, cultivation or enlightenment? There is only a gentle description, which does not inspire future generations, does not guide those who come after, and there is only a sense of despair.
Tan Ling looked at the stone wall. There was really nothing else here, and he gained nothing.
Fortunately, those pictures were collected by the Super Gene Mecha Terminal, and all the pictures he saw were preserved.
"Why?!" he said again. He didn't understand that those people wanted to bury the past and cut off that period of ancient history.
Did the bud of the gods bloom several times just to let him come here to view the stone wall? Raising troops and mobilizing people, the ending is pale! There is no answer.
A wall stretched across the front and broke through.
The darkness and vicissitudes of life block the way forward.
Those residual marks and the handwriting on the remaining pages tell the sorrow and pain of that year. This place has become a restricted area and no living beings can enter.
Tan Ling stood and looked up.
He shook his head and said: "The era of Shenxu has passed, and you have become cowardly."
This is Tan Ling's evaluation of those who left the mark. He was angry, and when he came here, what he saw was this ending.
Do you want to turn back now? Go along the same path.
But, how can you be willing to do so? Do you get this result after fighting all the way and suppressing powerful enemies?
As far as the eye can see, since this is a wall of despair, what right does it have to stay?
The three strands of immortal energy outside his body resonated and surged in this place, like three real dragons with their heads raised and their ears ringing, rushing towards the wall engraved with runes.
"boom!"
There was a violent impact, and the immortal energy was rising. He was going to break through this wall.
"It doesn't make sense. They say it is the greatest place of creation. Opportunities remain here."
Tan Ling's body glowed and his magic power surged.
He opened his eyes in the sky, his eyes in the source code, and stared carefully, trying to see through this wall.
"Um?"
After a long time, if he had any illusion, there seemed to be something behind the wall!
"Is that so? The wall of despair blocks the road and leaves a small path for those who are unwilling. Although it is not optimistic about future generations, it still gives a little hope."
Tan Ling speculated that the mysterious strong man might have a glimmer of hope.
He tried to break through, and a hazy light curtain emerged, blocking the attack without destroying it.
"This is not the wall of reality, it is a barrier composed of runes." Tan Ling affirmed that this is indeed something left over from the Divine Era, but it is incomplete.
Tan Ling whispered, and combined with the myths and legends of Shenxu, the greatest creation, and the despair here, he understood something.
"boom!"
He took action, waved his fist, and hit the wall. His path was ahead, and when he got here, he couldn't look back.
No matter what, you have to take a look and see who ruined that era.
Perhaps, this wall has foreshadowed that no matter how hard you try, it will end up like the Shenxu Era.
However, Tan Ling will not care about it now. Those things are too far away, involve too much, and are too high-level. Now he just wants to become stronger, follow his own path, and understand his own way. One day, he will be qualified to understand it. Break open.
What he has to do now is to see the final creation of the Shenxu ruins.
His attacks became more and more ferocious, and he did not hesitate to spend his mana to break down the barriers here and make a loud noise.
"This is......"
Suddenly, he was surprised to see a huge stone with several lines of ancient symbols engraved on it. It had an inexplicable charm and seemed to have some deep meaning.
This stone is very huge, green in color, as crystal clear as jade, with veins and ancient patterns on its surface, like a mysterious picture scroll, outlining the past and glory of Shenxu.
"Hey, this is..." Tan Ling's heart palpitated, feeling that his soul was shaking, as if it was about to burst.
He was so shocked that he couldn't help but take two steps back and stared at the stone.
