The moment Li Ming's left foot stepped into the Divine Ruins, a strange power seemed to emanate from the space, accompanied by strange sounds, as if ancient gods were whispering in his ear.

I strained my ears, trying to hear what it was, but the sound vanished.

After a moment's hesitation, I stepped forward with my right foot. A gentle breeze caressed my face, bringing with it a distant, ancient aura. My weariness seemed to be cleansed in that instant, leaving me feeling refreshed and full of energy.

"The Divine Ruins must hold unknown secrets." Li Ming was even more certain as he walked forward, his divine sense quietly spreading out to explore this unknown region.

"Beautiful, indeed, this place has the atmosphere of my era." Black Dog followed Li Ming inside, feeling very comfortable. This was indeed a relic left over from the mythical era. The familiar atmosphere was something he hadn't smelled in a long time, and he missed it terribly, as if he had returned to that turbulent era millions of years ago.

Blood flowed like rivers, darkness engulfed everything, chaos reigned, gods vied for supremacy, and blood gushed and rose and fell.

Black Dog's thoughts drifted far away, as if something had been awakened in his mind, reminding him of his former friends, heroes, prodigies, and gods.

With my eyes half-closed, my thoughts drifted far away.

He was reminiscing.

He was feeling sentimental.

He was reminiscing.

He reminisced about all of this, about the world he once knew, but sadly, he could never go back. He shook his head and sighed helplessly. When he came to his senses, he found that Li Ming had already gone far away. He tried to catch up with him, saying, "Why are you walking so fast? Slow down. The Divine Ruins must involve the secrets of the gods. This place may be full of treasures."

The black dog wagged its tail, its eyes gleaming as it looked around. Once it spotted something good, it would immediately snatch it away.

“My divine sense is slowly covering everything. Do you think I wouldn’t be able to detect anything good?” Li Ming said with a smile.

"Woof woof woof..." the black dog barked, glancing sideways at Li Ming. "Let me tell you, there are some things that even divine sense cannot detect, because they look broken and tattered, just like your Boundless Bowl. They look broken, but in reality, they hide secrets that are hard to find."

“That makes sense.” For the first time, Li Ming felt that what the black dog said made sense. The Boundless Bowl, which was a reward from the Dragon Pattern Wooden Token, was broken and missing a corner. At first, he thought it was a piece of junk, but it turned out to be a treasure, a secret that could be observed from all the heavens. Even now, he still doesn’t know its origin.

“Of course that makes sense. What I’ve said has always been true,” the black dog said.

Li Ming stretched out his foot to kick him, but the black dog ran to the side. Li Ming ignored him and turned his gaze away, searching for secrets about the ruins themselves and for clues about the Imperial Preceptor Jie Gu.

Within the Divine Ruins, dilapidated palaces and ruins were everywhere. The ground was cracked like a spider, with some areas showing deep fissures. Scattered on the ground were piles of corpses, clearly belonging to the Eastern Sheng Divine Dynasty or Immortal Sect. They all had very distinct stylistic features and were scattered all over the ground.

“This is a cultivator from the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, at the Immortal King realm. His death was gruesome, as if he was frightened to death by something.” Li Ming examined the corpses on the ground. Their deaths were all basically the same, as if they were frightened to death by something terrifying. “What kind of terrifying thing could frighten an Immortal King to death?”

Li Ming's divine sense enveloped the area, his expression serious; it seemed this place was definitely not simple.

Li Ming became wary of his surroundings, as deadly dangers could arise at any moment. As he continued forward, he saw piles of white bones on the ground. These bones were remarkably well-preserved and had recently appeared, belonging to people who had died in Dongsheng.

This was a different kind of death, quite gruesome, even more outrageous than the deaths of the group we just encountered.

Turned into white bones.

"The bones are all bare, have they been eaten by something?" Green Ivy was a little scared, feeling that they had been eaten by some monster.

"It does look somewhat like it." The black dog wagged its tail, its expression wide with surprise.

"These bones weren't decayed; they were eaten by something. I think only one animal could have eaten them so cleanly: the infamous beast from mythology—the Sky-Swallowing Ant."

"The Devouring Ants and the Devouring Beasts are both on the list of ferocious beasts, capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart. They are extremely terrifying. I never expected that such creatures would exist in the Divine Ruins. If we encounter them, we can only run away." Li Ming sighed. The Devouring Ants are extremely powerful. If we really encountered them, we would be like a yo-yo.

Black Dog agreed. He had once set foot in that era and knew how terrifying the creatures of that time were; he had a deep understanding of it.

"Let's go." Li Ming continued forward and came to a broken palace. The broken palace was empty, with only endless dust and broken rubble. On the rubble were some incomprehensible inscriptions. Even with divine sense, it was difficult to decipher what language was written on them. He said, "Black Dog, can you understand what kind of language is written on them?"

"It seems to be a long-lost extraterrestrial demonic language. I'm not quite sure what it is, but I can imagine that it hides limits and unknowns, which are beyond our comprehension." The black dog stuck out its tongue, saliva dripping onto the characters. It tried to pry the characters out of the rubble and convert them.

However, he couldn't translate it; the history of the written language was too ancient, and he didn't recognize it.

"It seems we can't glean any information from it." Written texts are the best evidence of history, but they are profound and obscure, impossible to decipher. Li Ming has no idea what the text represents.

Against the Gods

They could only wander around the palace aimlessly, but found nothing.

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