The Time Furnace floats in the void, with a scroll painting unfolding behind it.
The images on the scroll rapidly reversed, taking a full half hour to stop, suggesting that this civilization was likely even more ancient than the Xianhua civilization.
However, although the image is still, it is very blurry.
The time furnace vibrated rapidly, emitting terrifying time power, but the image remained blurry and uncertain.
"The spacetime of that era was protected by a powerful restriction, which I could not break through on my own!"
The Time Furnace opened its mouth, its voice trembling slightly as if it had suffered a great loss of spiritual energy.
Upon hearing this, Lingyun, Qiongqi, the Great Sage, and the Golden Lion simultaneously channeled spiritual energy into the Time Furnace.
At the same time, Ling Yun used his power of time to erase the spacetime restrictions together with the Time Furnace.
After three hours, the restriction was finally broken, but only footage of the final stage of this civilization was available.
The image was clear, and everyone held their breath as they stared at the scroll in the void.
In the painting, there is a grotto-heaven completely hidden in time and space.
It seems that the last remaining creatures of that civilization are all in this cave.
Their faces were numb, and their eyes showed despair.
Outside the cave, it was surrounded by a densely packed army of cultivators from the Primordial Clan.
They are about to slaughter the last remaining inhabitants of this civilization.
The Primordial Clan army began its attack on the cave heaven.
Once the protective array and restrictions of the cave are broken, this civilization will disappear completely from the river of history, becoming a tragic wave.
Rumble!
The sound of the great formation shaking constantly assaulted the minds of the creatures in the cave.
The next moment!
An old man looked at his millions of compatriots who remained behind him and said sternly:
"Since we are destined to be slaughtered, why don't we perish together with the enemy!"
"Why did you choose to die together with your senior?"
A young genius asked in a trembling voice.
All eyes turned to the old man's trembling body. A resolute glint appeared in his cloudy eyes as he roared to the heavens:
"Apocalyptic Calamity!"
With a loud bang!
The words "World-Destroying Calamity" struck the hearts of all living beings like a heavy hammer blow.
"Senior, you mustn't! Once the cataclysmic calamity descends, our civilization will vanish without a trace!"
"Yes, senior. Even if future generations find a trace of our civilization, they will believe that our civilization perished because of the heinous crimes that angered both heaven and man. We were the victims, yet we are to be regarded as an evil civilization by future generations. It's so unfair!"
"Furthermore! Once the cataclysmic calamity descends, the beings of our civilization will never have a next life!"
"..."
The old man looked at all living beings, his eyes filled with tears.
“I know, but those executioners are right outside. Every one of them has the blood of our civilization on their hands!”
Why should we allow our enemies to live on?
We're about to disappear, yet we're still wondering how future generations will judge us?
I believe future generations will uncover the truth of history, and I believe that one day the Primordial Clan will suffer a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold retribution!
Having said that, the old man knelt on the ground, looked up at the sky, and shouted:
"In the name of the Lord of Civilization, I invoke the cataclysmic calamity that will destroy the world, and beseech the Great Spirit of the Universe to grant my request."
As he spoke, the old man's body melted and condensed into a drop of blood containing his essence, which floated into the sky.
The next moment!
"May the spirit of the universe grant my request!"
All living beings within the cave simultaneously refused to speak.
His body transformed into essence and blood, drifting into the sky.
As if summoned, or perhaps out of shared sorrow, the remnants of souls scattered throughout this civilized land stripped away their essence at the cost of no afterlife, and drifted into the sky.
The blood that once stained this land now floats into the sky.
In an instant, the sky turned crimson, echoing with a sound of utter desolation.
Upon seeing this, the commander of the Shiyuan Clan army's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted:
"Retreat immediately! The cataclysmic calamity is coming!"
With a loud bang!
A thunderclap suddenly resounded in the sky, and all the essence blood disappeared into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, each drop of essence blood transformed into a vortex of black clouds.
Almost instantly, the entire sky above the civilization was filled with countless swirling black clouds, one after another.
It glared at the Primordial Clan army like a vengeful eye.
Each vortex of dark clouds locked onto a cultivator from the Primordial Clan.
escape?
There's no escaping it!
The next moment!
The cataclysmic calamity began, and the entire world was filled with lightning.
It took a full million years for the lightning to dissipate.
The dark clouds still swirl, and blood rain falls from the sky—civilization is weeping.
None of the countless cultivators in the Primordial Clan army survived; they all perished.
Civilization has taken its revenge!
Civilization has also disappeared!
The video stopped.
The Time Furnace seemed to have run out of spiritual power and fell to the ground.
At this moment, everyone looked up at the swirling black clouds that still existed in the sky.
Ling Yun and the others felt a sense of sorrow and despair, as if they were also witnessing this moment.
A long silence followed.
Ling Yun and his group bowed deeply towards the tribulation clouds in the sky.
"Esteemed predecessors, we are all people of later generations, and we know the despair you felt back then."
The cataclysmic calamity is the only way for you to take revenge in your despair.
You are not an evil civilization, nor are you a civilization whose crimes are beyond description, much less one that has incurred the wrath of both heaven and man.
The Primordial Race still exists, but we will destroy them, to avenge you and all the civilizations they destroyed.
Countless ages have passed; may you rest in peace!
Ling Yun spoke seriously.
Every black cloud vortex will instantly dissipate after the cataclysmic calamity ends, but the vortex at this moment is the manifestation of resentment, the embodiment of unyielding spirit, and is waiting for those who come after us to tell them that we were not destroyed because we committed evil deeds, but because we were struggling in despair.
Not long after Ling Yun finished speaking, the black cloud vortexes disappeared one after another.
The sky cleared, and a blood-red sun hung high, lonely and desolate.
Before long, the sky disappeared, and everything on the ground began to vanish.
Finally, the entire Nine Netherworld dissipated, and Lingyun and his group returned to the valley.
The scattered arcs of lightning crystals on the ground seemed like a gift left for Ling Yun and his group.
Sigh~
Everyone looked at Lei Jinghu and let out a long sigh. Since entering the forbidden zone, they had witnessed the destruction of three civilizations.
Ling Yun and the others sat on the ground, speechless, their hearts filled with immense repression, wanting to shout to the heavens.
After a long silence, the Golden Lion spoke first:
"The Primordial Race has thrived for countless eras, destroying one civilization after another. What is their purpose?"
This is also a question that everyone has.
All eyes were now on Ling Yun.
After a moment, Ling Yun sighed:
"I have deduced it several times, and the most recent one almost caused my main body to be annihilated, but I still cannot deduce the truth of the destruction of the Primordial Race."
As if on a mission, the Primordial Race would strike as soon as their civilization reached its peak, like snakes emerging from hibernation.
What exactly is the mission? I have no idea. Every time, just when I'm about to get close to the truth, I'm thwarted by some inexplicable force!
Everyone fell silent, then their gazes turned to Lingxi, the Nine-Headed Fox, wondering what this prophet must know.
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