Ying Xuan took a casual look.
There are no treasures here.
Building in the center of the giant island.
Ying Xuan saw a stone tablet with ancient characters on it.
"I stayed on this island not to ask you to repay me for anything. In this eternal sea of suffering, everyone fights for a glimmer of hope to achieve the ultimate. This road is too hard. I will stay here and rest when I am tired. Then I will continue on my ultimate journey. On the road to the ultimate, I hope more people can take this path. That's all."
Staring at the stone tablet, an ultimate figure was reflected in Ying Xuan's eyes.
A resting place for future generations.
This can be considered as great compassion.
After all, not everyone is Ying Xuan, who is not afraid of risks and can comprehend while walking.
"It was refined by an ultimate being called Tianfeng Ultimate."
Meng Tian saw the signature.
Tianfeng Ultimate.
Never heard of it.
Perhaps it is the ultimate that has never appeared or has fallen.
Some ancestral gods also left their names on the blank areas of the stele.
These ancestral gods left their names because they knew they might never return.
But those names are so unfamiliar that no one knows from which era they were left behind.
"Countless ancestral gods vie for the chance to achieve the ultimate, but how many can truly achieve it? This path is too difficult, but eternal immortality is an irresistible temptation."
Meng Tian sighed and looked at the name, "Huangfu Taotian, the ancestor of the Huangfu clan has also been here."
"I'll leave one behind too!"
Huo Qubing wrote his name with the War God Spear, as if he had visited the place.
Ying Xuan passed by indifferently without leaving his name.
"For others, this may be a death with no return, but for me, it will be the ultimate!"
Ying Xuan has a broad gaze and enormous ambition.
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