The next moment.

Chu Mo found that the world around him had become completely different. He found himself outside a magnificent floating fairy palace.

There are countless temples standing in the distance, each emitting an extremely vast aura.

The brilliant divine light spread across the sky, and the blazing rays of light intertwined with each other.

Those temples were ancient and powerful, and their aura alone was enough to shock Chu Mo beyond measure.

"This is... the perspective of the stone tablet!"

Chu Mo understood.

He watched closely.

Time flows slowly.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Suddenly.

Chu Mo suddenly heard a sigh.

The sound was not loud, even inaudible, but Chu Mo heard it clearly, as if it had passed through the long river of time and arrived in the present world.

Then.

Chu Mo noticed that an old man in a black robe was kneeling in front of a temple.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, with thick books and jade slips in front of him.

He didn't seem to make any movement.

But those books and jade slips opened up automatically without any wind, revealing golden characters.

As the characters appeared, Chu Mo could clearly hear ancient voices coming, some like whispers, some like shouts, some like self-talk... and so on.

Although these sounds were in a language that Chu Mo was familiar with, for some reason, although he could hear the sounds, he could not make out the meaning of these languages at all.

And at this time.

The old man suddenly waved his hand, and a scroll appeared in his hand. He looked at the golden scroll in his hand, and tears suddenly flowed in his eyes: "Wrong, wrong... all wrong!"

"This... is all wrong!"

As you speak.

He tore the scroll in his hand into pieces in horror, and it turned into streaks of light and dissipated, floating in the air.

And at the moment when the scroll flew away and turned into a point of light and dissipated.

Chu Mo keenly noticed that two characters appeared in the scroll.

That is...

"Become a god...?"