Arriving in a distant forest, the corpse of the Historian, even though it escaped far away, was still killed by the shock.
He drew a thick red-covered book tightly held from the corpse’s arms, which recorded the entire historical era of the Shiguang Kingdom.
As he flipped through every page, he saw the detailed records of each human history, even the various secret test results he had just described.
"Civilization can be destroyed." "History must not be lost."
He thought for a moment and added the recent event into this historical book left for future generations:
[In the New Calendar year 795, due to the prosperity of civilization, the excessive confusion of genes and modification of life, the price was paid as the demonic ancestor of mixed genes was born, leading to world destruction and civilization decay.]
He recorded the reason for his demise, closed the book, and waited for his own death.
The endless night completely passed, a ray of sunlight fell in the sky, the sun gradually rose, and the world became bright.
He murmured to himself, "Now that I think about it, this destiny that I’ve been resisting all along is indeed not much of a big deal."
"Because it was originally the choice of our civilization."
"If you discard destiny and solely look at the history of our Old Days civilization, it also seems quite natural."
"An arrogant and insane civilization, claiming to be gods, continually modifying organisms, stepping into human forbidden zones, conducting evil experiments... in the end, this arrogant civilization was fleeting, destroyed by the consequences of its own research."
"However, despite countless experiments and exploration, we never figured out the mesmerizing sights beyond the world."
And the Immortal Herbs, watching the Human Emperor’s end, witnessing the complete termination of this era, quietly accompanied him sitting on a rock, listening to the wind.
It was such a natural history.
An arrogant and biased pre-civilization, stepping into forbidden zones, ultimately only ephemeral in the vast human history.
"The scenery is truly beautiful." The Immortal Herbs swayed slightly with the wind, so quiet and serene.
All the Immortal Herbs knew.
The Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang is about to die too.
Each of them had extremely complex emotions in their hearts.
In the past few hundred years, they, as spectators of this "World", have witnessed with their own eyes this civilization waking up from the feudal era just after abolishing slavery, beginning to explore the world, seeking Extraordinary Power.
They have also seen most of their fellow tribesmen.
This genius Elf youth was watched growing up by them, having played among the Immortal Herbs, chasing butterflies in childhood, now has become such a powerful and terrifying man who stands alone.
At this time, no one is in the mood to joke anymore, and there is no longer any teasing and mischief in the discussion.
"If Emperor Shiguang Zhengwei saw this scene, he would surely rage, for he had laid the foundation for future generations, yet passed away in five generations."
"No, I think although the nation is gone, the Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang born of the Elf was probing for the descendants, stepping onto an incredible path, he still carries the Hundred-Stone Country’s longstanding spirit of resistance to slavery. If that Saint Emperor was alive, he would also sigh: Truly awe-inspiring."
"Why, as a third batch spectator joining midway, I have not seen the previous Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang, yet I still feel fervent?"
"Because humanity’s resistance to the world and exploration of nature is the Golden Spirit written in our bones."
Human history is a history of exploration and knowledge-seeking, human civilization is a civilization of accumulated knowledge and wisdom."
"Looking at our five-thousand-year-old history, it is clear that fish in the pond, the confined civilization, will eventually rise above the surface, and this process is never completed in one attempt, there have always been fish sages, attempting to see the world beyond the surface, even if they dry up and die on land."
"No! We still have the ability to change everything, to change the present Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang."
"Remember, the world’s plot is fixed, without external factors, NPCs cannot change fixed ’destiny’, but our choices are not fixed, we are players outside the world, which is the only unpredictable variable in this world."
"Given the situation, what can we still do?" Someone asked.
"We can help the Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang before the curtain falls, help him fulfill his long-cherished wishes. I also have a bold idea, already written in the post below, everyone can take a look. Now we’ve come so far, we can speak up again."
Amidst the dull atmosphere, they saw a familiar headline title: ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⁂fire.net
"Day of Destiny, Pangu’s Creation Plan"
After everyone read a plan, they were utterly stunned.
Soon, the world suddenly started a dirge.
The Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang dumbly raised his head, the last time this dirge occurred was during the death of Emperor Shiguang Zhengwei.
"Is this farewell time also for me?"
The Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang suddenly looked towards the temple in Hundred-Stone City, built by Natural Elf, a man with a Tear Mole, and below were Immortal Herb statues.
He only heard the countless dirges harmonizing in the heavens and earth, the accompaniment, numerous sacred auras spreading, finally transforming into a simple sentence: [Divine prophecy, granting you breath, fulfill the unachieved desires of your civilization.]
The Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang was momentarily stunned, feeling the countless energy dispersing, filling his exhausted body with strength once again.
"Accomplish the regret of the past?"
He suddenly thought of something, flipped open that history book, softly murmuring to the past of civilization;
"New Calendar year 531, Elf... attempted to break through the world barrier, failed."
"New Calendar year 547, Elf... physically pierced the world barrier, failed for the second time."
"New Calendar year 551, Elf... space entanglement jump, breakthrough world barrier... seventy-three top combatants perished, failed for the third time."
"In the past we could not succeed, if in the present, my combat power far surpasses the past, if Immortal Herb helps me replenish energy, temporarily recover a shred of strength, perhaps truly can peep into the heavens, at the time of dying, glimpse a corner of dimensions beyond the world!"
He couldn’t help but pick up a pen to add a final line:
[New Calendar year 795, Hundred-Stone Country inherits Elf’s legacy, ends Judgment Day, Day of Destiny, in this era of civilization’s end, roars for the fourth time, uses the last power, attempts once again to break the world barrier!]
"If so, my life will be completely without regrets!"
Absorbing the overwhelming energy emitted from the Immortal Herb, filling the sky, Blood Concealment Emperor Shiguang let out a resounding roar, straight into the heavens, "Before dying, I want to go to the world outside!!"
Straight to the world’s sky barrier end.
Zhu Zhengwei: "....."
Why at the last moment of life, go to break the world barrier?
He heard this overwhelming solemn and sacred voice, he almost didn’t react, these guys actually still have another trick, stirring up madness again.
He logged onto the forum, glanced briefly at the information, and was instantly astounded to see a few keywords:
Sponsor the other party’s space exploration dream.
What’s the difference between a person not defying heaven and a salted fish?
We want to sponsor the other party’s defying destiny and storming the path.
Zhu Zhengwei’s face turned utterly dark.
He calculated every possibility, never expecting this historic ending of the day, exactly when he was about to harvest the world, tally the rich rewards... he encountered such an unexpected betrayal!