Shen Qian was still standing on the stairs, but the scenery around him was completely different.

All the walls were melting, slowly disintegrating into an empty wasteland.

Shen Qian looked down and confirmed that the stairs beneath his feet hadn't changed, but what he saw and felt was different now.

"An illusion?"

Before sinking, I wasn't quite sure, but I could feel the wind coming from the open field.

This is a vast grassland with a clear, expansive blue sky. You can faintly hear the chirping of insects and birds, which is unlike any other place on Earth that I knew before.

He waited for a while, but nothing changed, so he went up to the second floor.

The surrounding scenery changed as a huge black shadow swept past Shen Qian.

Startled, Shen Qian instinctively stopped in his tracks, only then realizing that it was a giant elephant.

This elephant was at least over a hundred meters tall, but strangely, its eyes were as gentle as those of an ordinary wild beast, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy on its body.

...It's not a monster.

The thought flashed through Shen Qian's mind.

But can a simple wild animal grow to this size?

After the giant elephant walked past Chen Qian, the surrounding scenery froze again.

He seemed to understand something before sinking in, and so he took another step.

The surrounding scenery returned to its vibrant state.

Shen Qian understood; it was like a slideshow, and only by constantly moving upwards could he see more.

Unaware of the danger, Shen Qian did not hesitate any longer and walked up the stairs step by step.

This is a world I've never seen before.

The vegetation is lush, the lake water is clear, and everywhere is full of vitality, with the wild animals that appear are all huge.

As he continued to move forward, he finally saw "humans," or rather, primates.

The reason why it was impossible to determine whether they were human before they were sunk was because they looked quite different from modern people; their facial features were more deep-set and they were taller.

They wore simple clothes to cover their bodies and set up settlements on the grasslands that resembled tribes.

They fight against all kinds of huge beasts and have a set of seemingly crude but very practical body-refining methods.

This seems to be a world without spiritual energy, or rather, a world where people have not yet awakened their spiritual talents. Children can only temper their strength through various cruel methods, resulting in an extremely high mortality rate.

"Is this...the ancient era? Or a parallel world?"

Before sinking, he recalled some historical materials he had read, but he was not quite sure.

Until... before sinking, I saw a child.

These scenes, which seem to be like a scroll of memories, directly bring the perspective of the sinking child to the child.

He had delicate features and bright eyes, making him stand out among the more rugged children.

Most importantly, Shen Qian felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't immediately place him in his memory.

As the child moves forward, he grows up.

He was not only exceptionally talented, but also possessed a wisdom that ordinary children lacked. Even before reaching adulthood, he knew how to use the right time and place to hunt more powerful beasts.

Until... one day when the child returned from hunting, his tribe was engulfed in a raging fire.

The child didn't approach, but just watched from a distance. The firelight danced in his dark eyes, illuminating a dragon-like monster ravaging the tribe.

That was no longer an ordinary wild beast, but a demonic beast that could truly summon wind and rain and control spiritual energy.

Tears welled in the child's eyes as he watched his parents, relatives, and his betrothed slowly perish in the fire, yet his face remained calm.

While burdened by hatred, he also saw a broader world in that dragon.

He turned and left.

Chen Qian kept taking steps up the stairs, and thus followed the child across mountains and rivers, overcoming numerous obstacles.

During this time, the child experienced several life-or-death crises, but each time he escaped unscathed and even mastered the most rudimentary way of using spiritual energy.

When the child arrived at the foot of a suspended mountain, he had grown into a teenager, and some familiar features could still be seen in his eyes.

At this moment, Shen Qian's gaze was incredibly complex.

This child... is actually a big shot!

Yes, although his appearance is quite different from now, those gentle yet firm eyes are still the same.

What is this, a memory of a big shot?

Is this what his childhood was like?

But... something's not right!

The big boss, Gao Mingming, is a native of Southwest China. He only began to emerge after the spiritual energy revival. Although he has lived for more than two hundred years, two hundred years ago... was the modern society.

Where is this? Or is this just an illusion, and the powerful figure in it isn't the real one?

While Shen Qian was making wild guesses, the suspended mountain suddenly stirred. A staircase that seemed to lead to the heavens extended down from the foot of the mountain, all the way to Gao Wenyuan's front.

Gao Wenyuan seemed unsurprised, or perhaps he had finally reached the place he wanted to be.

So Gao Wenyuan climbed the steps, and Shen Qian, filled with a great desire to explore, quickly followed.

The two followed each other step by step until they reached the end of the steps, the highest peak of the suspended mountain range.

It seems as if we are only a line away from the starry sky. The sky is full of stars hanging upside down, and wind, thunder, water and fire are everywhere. Among the myriad colors, a touch of white becomes the only focus.

An indescribable and immense shock rose in Shen Qian's heart, making him forget to move forward for a moment.

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