"Is this... a picture from the Genesis period?" The Right Prime Minister murmured as he felt the picture of the world full of primitive breath in his consciousness.
"The key is a product of the Genesis era. I've speculated about this before, but... why does it resonate with Zhou Zhilu?"
The Right Prime Minister was somewhat puzzled, but what was clear was that the key, due to coming into contact with the spiritual energy, instantly replenished itself, but for some unclear reason, it resonated with Zhou Zhilu and showed the mark of its origin, which was the scene when the key was born.
Although he did not understand the reason, the Right Prime Minister knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get a glimpse of information about the end of the world during the Genesis period.
It was an era with primeval forests and tribes everywhere. The whole world was filled with wild atmosphere, towering trees, and rushing rivers.
And between the big rivers and lakes, there were huge and terrifying figures. The right prime minister recognized that they were all wild gods. This was a period when the wild gods had not yet been sealed.
The scene changed, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky, with a prosperous tribe below. This tribe had technology and scale that clearly surpassed other tribes.
There is a spacious road in the tribe, with rare spirit beasts pulling carts on the road. There are three or four-story houses on both sides of the road. Although these houses are not as exquisite and beautiful as modern ones, they look integrated, as if they were carved out of a whole piece of wood.
At this time, the right prime minister was shocked to find that there were spirit fire lamps lit in those houses. They were a kind of lighting lamp made by casting inferior fire-attributed spirit stone powder into the shape of candles, with the help of a formation that limited the flame temperature.
Not only is it safe, but the brightness can also be adjusted at will. However, later on, spirit stones became too valuable, and few people used this thing anymore.
But these are not important. What is important is that the Right Prime Minister clearly remembers that in the relevant historical records, these inventions related to spirit stones were basically created in the Dark Ages, that is, in the underground world!
The person who created these things was a human named Lu at that time. Although the Lu family no longer exists, the Gongwu School inherited from them is still passed down. These things are clearly recorded in the history books of the sect, including the invention of the spiritual fire lamp.
But the Dark Ages was the period after Genesis, and it was obviously not the end of the world yet!
What's going on? Could it be that the Historical Records of the Gongwu School are also fake? The Right Prime Minister frowned and wondered.
Looking again, he saw that the people living in the tribe below were not humans, but a kind of humanoid race with gray-white skin, dark red eyes, four arms and six fingers, and slightly pointed ears.
"What race is this?" The Right Prime Minister was sure that he had never seen a portrait of a race with this appearance.
However, if Zhou Zhilu could speak at this moment, he would definitely exclaim in surprise, "Aren't these the same races that appeared in my dream in the Western Regions before?"
It is the holy clan that has left a deep mark in history!
At this time, the picture focused on the center of the tribe, on the rooftop of a towering stone tower.
Under the night sky, there were nineteen figures standing on the terrace, each with a different shape. The most dazzling one, standing in front of everyone, was a human with gray hair.
His face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and his posture was slightly bent, but from the aura he exuded when he raised his hands and feet, it could be seen that this person's status must be not low.
At this time, a member of the Saint Clan stepped forward and whispered, "Father God, what do you want from us?"
Father God? The Right Prime Minister narrowed his eyes in thought. If we talk about the characters related to God in Genesis, the most famous one is the existence known as the God of Creation. Could this old man be the legendary God of Creation?
But... it doesn't look like it has the ability to create the world. If it really is able to create the world, how could it be so old?
The Father God was surrounded by people and whispered, "I called you here because I have something important to tell you."
The Father God glanced at everyone, coughed a few times, and said, "My life is almost coming to an end."
As soon as these words fell, everyone was shocked. The Saint Clan member closest to the Father God said with a sorrowful expression, "Father God! How could this be... You are the Father God who created us, how could your lifespan be so short!"
The Father God looked at the sorrowful expressions of the crowd, his eyes filled with kindness. He reached out and touched the head of the Saint Clan member, whispering, "Silly child, you know that although I created you, I am not a true God, so I naturally cannot be immortal..."
Having said this, the Father God looked up at the starry sky. Looking at the stars, he said with a hint of sadness, "Alas... In the blink of an eye, I have been here for over three thousand years. I never thought that I would not be able to return in the end. I miss my hometown so much..."
Feeling the Father's sorrow, everyone knelt down around him, looking at him with sorrow. They understood best how much the Father had sacrificed over the past three thousand years just to be able to return home, but...
At this moment, the Father God suddenly changed the subject, his eyes revealing a hint of determination as he said, "I cannot accept this. I truly cannot accept this! Three thousand years of preparation are almost complete. How can I be willing to die like this..."
As he spoke, he looked down at the kneeling figures around him and said, "I will take advantage of the fact that I still have some energy left and fight to the death. I will reincarnate!"
"Reincarnation?!" everyone exclaimed.
The Father God nodded and said, "Fortunately, I previously mastered the Great Method of Soul Reincarnation from the world of immortal cultivation. With the help of the energy of the Creation Machine, if all goes well, I will be reborn again with my memories within a thousand years. According to my calculations, the world will usher in an opportunity in about two thousand years. With that opportunity, the earth formation will absorb enough energy.
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