"...So the Shadow God was the last living deity, or rather, the body of the Shadow God had also perished in the catastrophe. However, due to its unique nature, it survived the crisis in some kind of pseudo-death state by relying on shadows, fled to the Star Spirit World in the form of a shadow fur ball, and waited for its resurrection after a long time as a parasite..."
"...What baffles me is that the history of the Star Spirit World that I know of is pitifully short. The records of all human writing and language can only be traced back to about two thousand years ago. Even through the tombs and dead bodies of life forms with long histories, their existence can only span to a little over three thousand eight hundred years ago... So, was the Star Spirit World completely blank in the tens of thousands of years from the extermination of the deities to the birth of existing civilizations?"
Several consecutive pages depicted some information-rich content.
Mu You frowned while reading. Was the Divine Race exterminated?
From the strength of the Shadow God, one can imagine how terrifying a complete Divine Race would be. And such a race was exterminated? What kind of entity could have wiped them out?
Mu You hurriedly continued to flip through. In the following journal entries, there would occasionally be some extra content, but they were all fragments, describing one or several dream images and appearing quite chaotic. The words ’Great Cataclysm’ and ’Minor Catastrophe’ were mentioned multiple times.
Connecting these fragmented pieces of information, it seemed that a ’Great Cataclysm’ occurred in the Star Spirit World every four thousand years, during which all creatures would face their doom. The boundary of the Star Spirit World would also become smaller after the Great Cataclysm.
As for what the ’Minor Catastrophe’ was, there was no detailed description, save for a mention of it being related to the Fool.
These chaotic descriptions continued for dozens of pages, indicating that the person who wrote this journal was in a dubious mental state during this period.
Not until the last page did Mu You finally find a longer and logically complete piece of extra text.
"We live in a world where the deity is dead. There are no gods to govern us, no gods to care for us, leaving us to flourish or perish on our own. Every four thousand years, the Star Spirit World faces a Great Cataclysm, which destroys and purifies everything. Now, only a little over a hundred years remain until the next Great Cataclysm... After a hundred years, the world will face its end... I must gain control of the power of the Shadow God as soon as possible in order to have a chance of surviving the catastrophe..."
"But recently, the dreams of the Shadow God are becoming increasingly unstable. I realize that it will awaken soon and when that happens, its power will completely suppress me, the host, and I will be devoured by it... Before that, I need to find the trace of Number 14, or create a new perfect creation, in order to possibly suppress it..."
"If anyone finds this journal, it means I have failed and I would have been devoured by the Shadow God..."
"So, remember this place: the World-Creating Mountain."
"The world will face its end after one hundred years, and everything will be destroyed. But the World-Creating Mountain is the only place that can change everything."
"Honestly, I do not know what kind of place this is either, but according to the information I have so far, as long as you find it, there are endless possibilities..."
The text stopped abruptly here, and Mu You subconsciously flipped to the back. The last half page was blank.
But when he turned the page, a piece of paper fell from the cover of the book, fluttering to the ground.
Mu You picked it up and saw that it was a hand-drawn pattern of a mountain, obscured in the mist, making it difficult to discern, with only a vague silhouette recognisable.
"Is this the World-Creating Mountain?"
Mu You was startled. He assumed there would be a map or something left behind, but all he got was a sketch. Plus, the sketch was so darn abstract. How was he supposed to find the location based on it?
Shaking his head, Mu You turned back to the previous page of the journal.
The fragmented information in this journal actually summarized three things.
First, the Divine Race was exterminated for some reason a long time ago.
Second, the Star Spirit World faces a Great Cataclysm every four thousand years, which destroyed everything. And now, only a little over a hundred years remain until the next Great Cataclysm.
Third, it mentioned an important location called the ’World-Creating Mountain.’ It seems that if you find this place, you will have a chance to prevent the Great Cataclysm.
Besides, there was a hidden hint in the message left behind: people who control divine power can avoid the Great Cataclysm. That’s why the author was eager to control the Shadow God.
Just as Mu You was deep in his thoughts, the ground beneath him suddenly started to shake violently.
The whole underground factory was shaking. A lot of rubble and dust fell from the ceiling. Mu You looked up and saw a lot of cracks appearing on the ceiling, which were rapidly expanding.
"This place is collapsing!" Mu You exclaimed.
"A trap?" Lin Xue instinctively looked at the book in Mu You’s hand. They had just taken out the book when this happened. It was hard not to imagine that the person behind this had prepared a backup plan for them.
Mu You shook his head: "It’s impossible to kill us with a collapse of this scale, let alone they didn’t have time to set it up... It was probably arranged in advance. As long as the journal they hid was taken away, this place would collapse automatically, burying all the sins of the Undead."