“I haven’t been there either, but I’ve heard that most of the place is ocean. Because there’s no spiritual energy, the wild animals there are very small.” Wu Ling shook her head.
Having heard this, Shen Qian was basically certain that the Yuan Di that Wu Ling mentioned was probably indeed the later Earth. However, what changes it underwent from ancient times to the present day to become what it is today is unknown.
Most importantly, Shen Qian knew in his heart that the human race did indeed settle on Earth later. In other words, although this matter was a secret known only to a few people to Wu Ling, it was already a predetermined ending for Shen Qian.
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Before arriving, Chen Qian didn't have any expectations.
Unlike the excited young people on the airships next to him, Shen Qian had already seen what the Nine Heavens Battlefield looked like once in modern times.
This battlefield of ten thousand races is said to be the predecessor of the Nine Heavens Battlefield, so they should be largely the same.
But when the clouds and mist dissipated, and the enormous object that nearly blocked out the sun suddenly appeared in their field of vision, not only were the young people on the airship speechless, but Chen Qian was also plunged into extreme shock.
Is this some kind of battlefield in the heavens?
High in the sky, a continent resembling a tower was slowly drifting in the clouds, surrounded by lightning and swirling colorful clouds like silk.
The continent stretches to the horizon, and upon it rises another continent, layer upon layer, reaching straight into the heavens.
Shen Qian was somewhat stunned, because the area of this battlefield of ten thousand races was more than ten times larger than the Nine Heavens Battlefield he had ever seen!
It's not just the size; gazing at this dark, colossal creature evokes a completely different feeling.
If the Nine Heavens Battlefield only gave Shen Qian a sense of ancient desolation, then the battlefield of myriad races before him was like a wild beast roaring with its mouth open, full of fierceness.
The flying boat slowly drifted past below the battlefield of the myriad races. Only then did Shen Qian notice that there were still guards standing on the edge of that vast continent.
These guards were enormous, all over five meters tall, with blue skin, and wielded long weapons such as spears and halberds. Adorned with armor, they appeared quite heroic and extraordinary.
Shen Qian recognized the face and was taken aback. "Isn't this a member of the Giant Spirit Clan?"
Gao Zhehan, standing beside him, nodded, "Yes."
"Why would they be guards on the battlefield of ten thousand races?" Shen Qian asked, somewhat surprised. "Could this battlefield of ten thousand races be related to the Giant Spirit Clan?"
"The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races is said to have been created by eighteen top gods, incorporating countless ancient artifacts and even containing many ancient ruins, and took eight hundred years to build."
Gao Zhe shook his head, "Although the Giant Spirit Clan also has a True God in charge, they are still a bit short of the top level."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qian's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
“My lord need not worry.” Gao Zhe thought he was worried about the Giant Spirit Clan’s retaliation, so he smiled and said, “There are many gods in charge of this battlefield of ten thousand races. Personal grudges are absolutely forbidden. Even the Giant Spirit Clan would not dare to act recklessly.”
Shen shook his head without explaining further, but his mood was somewhat heavy.
In Shen Qian’s original understanding, the “top gods” of this era corresponded to the “top kings and nobles” in modern society, but now he has discovered some differences.
The difference actually lies in the massive battlefield before us.
The Nine Heavens Battlefield took several years to build and gathered the power of countless kings and nobles, but it was merely a repair on the ruins of the original Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, and to some extent, it even had to rely on the residual consciousness of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races to operate.
In the distant past, countless years ago, eighteen top gods intervened and forged such a massive battlefield. Just by looking at the faint aura occasionally leaked from the ferocious continent, one can tell how wondrous this battlefield is.
“Eighteen… If their strength is indeed as I suspect, even surpassing that of top-tier kings and marquises…”
Shen Qian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
But who knows where these powerful gods went in the end?
"The Giant Spirit Clan has already secured their place in the Heavenly Realm, and they will become part of the Heavenly Soldiers. That's why the strongest members of the Giant Spirit Clan have been transferred here to guard the area."
As the crisp sound rang out, Wu Ling walked over with her hands behind her back.
After a day's journey, Gao Zhe had become accustomed to Wu Ling's occasional appearances, so he was no longer surprised.
Shen Qian was no longer as resistant as before, mainly because he discovered that Wu Ling, perhaps due to her identity, knew a great deal of secrets, and Shen Qian also gained a lot of understanding of this era through her.
"Heavenly soldiers?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qian suddenly realized why he had felt that the Giant Spirit Clan was familiar not only because of their size, but also because their armor seemed somewhat familiar.
Thinking back now, I think I probably saw it back in the celestial realm.
As the group spoke, the airship began its slow descent, revealing a vast plain below.
On the plains, every few kilometers there stands a huge statue, each a thousand meters tall. Judging from their appearance alone, they are in no way inferior to the Shennong statue in Yan City.
What's even more shocking is that, at a glance, there are no fewer than a hundred such sculptures on the plain within sight, and it's impossible to be sure if these are all of them before the sinking.
There were very few humanoid creatures among these sculptures. Shen Qian saw a giant tortoise whose carapace alone was tens of thousands of meters wide, and a figure with two horns on its head, wielding a giant axe, and with a crimson body that looked like a demon god. There were also human-like figures, but even those people gave Shen Qian a strange feeling.
"This place is called the 'Forest of Gods'. From ancient times to the present, almost all the top gods have left their images here for later generations to worship. It is said that many powerful figures from various races have achieved enlightenment here, so it is also known as a first-class holy land for cultivation."
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