I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

The two transformed into streaks of light, sweeping across the crystal-clear plaza and heading straight for the dilapidated bronze palace deep within the nebula.

As the distance closed, the colossal object suspended in the void truly revealed its full form.

Conservative estimates suggest that the ruins of the Bronze Palace are larger than those of a large city with a population of one million.

It was not made of bricks and stones, but rather a massive, immeasurable piece of metal melted and cast by unimaginable power.

"Don't get too close, the gravity around this thing is extremely chaotic."

Xiao Ting suddenly stopped five kilometers away from the Bronze Palace, and a ring of silver-white electric arcs burst out around his body to counteract the inertia of his forward momentum.

Shen Tian hovered in mid-air, the dark purple Void True Meaning swirling rapidly in his eyes.

The dark bronze exterior was covered with shocking wounds.

The most conspicuous crack stretches for more than ten kilometers.

Shen Tian's attention was completely drawn to a dark red patch above the main entrance of the Bronze Palace.

It was a pool of blood that had dried up over countless eons.

Dark red blood covered an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, and despite the passage of time, it still exuded a terrifying pressure that sent chills down one's spine.

Shen Tian's eighteen martial arts essences circulated wildly within his body, forming an absolute defensive barrier in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Even across five kilometers of empty space, the lingering will emanating from that pool of blood still pressed down on his heart.

Inside every drop of blood, it was as if a live volcano was about to erupt, emanating a terrifying aura that could crush the void.

What level of being shed this blood?

Above the ninth rank?

"Come on, let me show you inside."

Xiao Ting was the first to transform into a bolt of lightning and fly into the wide-open, dilapidated main gate.

Shen Tian followed closely behind.

Passing through the hundred-meter-high bronze archway, the interior of the hall is even more spacious than it appears from the outside, like a separate little world.

The dome was inlaid with tens of thousands of dull crystals, most of which were broken, with only a few remaining, still barely clinging to life, emitting a pale halo that made the interior of the hall appear bizarre and surreal.

The walls on both sides are carved with huge murals that stretch endlessly.

The lines are bold, yet they contain a kind of indescribable divine charm.

Xiao Ting crossed his arms in front of his chest and hovered in mid-air.

Shen Tian turned his gaze to the first mural on the left.

The image shows a huge, azure planet.

However, the planet's surface was riddled with cracked ravines, its spiritual veins withered, and its mountains collapsed.

Countless humans, dressed in long robes and riding flying swords, looked up at the sky.

Above the sky was a massive black rift, like a cold and merciless eye, continuously drawing away some kind of golden energy from the planet.

"Let's continue reading."

Xiao Ting urged.

The second mural features a sudden change in style.

Countless powerful individuals gathered atop a mountain peak that pierced the clouds.

They poured all their energy into a newly formed, colossal bronze palace.

Thunderclouds rolled across the sky, and crimson lightning cascaded down on the bronze palace like a waterfall, undergoing some kind of violent tempering.

On the earth, tens of thousands of humans slit their wrists and used their blood to carve intricate array patterns on the bottom of the bronze palace.

Upon arriving here, even the usually carefree Xiao Ting abandoned his nonchalant attitude.

It became serious and solemn.

Shen Tian stared at the bronze palace that radiated brilliant light in the mural, and vaguely sensed something was amiss.

If the sole purpose was to escape, the design of this bronze palace is undeniably too menacing.

This is not an escape pod at all; this is an interstellar warship built at any cost!

He immediately turned his gaze to the third mural.

This mural occupies a full two-kilometer stretch of wall and is the most tragically depicted of all.

The bronze palace broke through the planet's atmosphere and faced the deep space beyond.

What awaited them in deep space was not freedom, but boundless darkness.

In the darkness, countless enormous and bizarre outlines were vaguely sketched.

The bronze palace burst forth with dazzling golden light, colliding violently with the darkness.

The lines of the mural become extremely chaotic here.

The sky was filled with severed limbs, broken flying swords, and bizarrely shattered geometric shapes.

In this mural, Shen Tian clearly saw how the ten-kilometer-long crack above the bronze gate was formed.

Shen Tian's breathing became heavy.

He seemed to hear roars and battles spanning countless eras.

The intensity of this war far surpasses the current battles between humans and alien beasts.

It can destroy stars and tear apart the void at will.

Those powerful individuals, each capable of moving mountains and filling seas, perished in droves like cannon fodder in this war.

"And what was the final result?"

Shen Tian asked.

"That's all."

Xiao Ting shrugged and pointed to a section of wall at the deepest part of the wall.

Shen Tian looked in the direction he was pointing.

The end of the third mural is covered by a thick layer of black scorch marks.

The scorch marks stretched all the way to the end of the main hall.

No one left any record of the outcome of this battle.

Only this dilapidated bronze palace, half-covered in blood, has traversed the river of time, standing alone in the hidden void of Kunlun Taoist Temple.

Did they win?

Or will the entire army be wiped out?

Why did they decide to build this bronze palace?

If the entire army was wiped out, who sent this magical artifact back?

If they had won, why didn't those powerful beings return, and why did Earth's civilization begin to develop again, only to restart its evolution once the endless worlds descended?

No country in the world today has recorded this history.

Shen Tian stared at the charred wall, countless questions colliding in his mind.

He even had an urge to draw his sword and cut through the scorch marks to see the truth of history.

However, everything he had seen today vaguely wove together a rough story in Shen Tian's mind.

Long ago, a glorious civilization existed on Earth.

Their power can be seen from the murals on the bronze palace, where they could move mountains and fill seas at will.

They are several levels stronger than the current human race on Earth.

However, for unknown reasons, the resources were later depleted.

The human race at that time did not sit idly by and wait for their demise.

To ensure the continuation of their civilization, they devoted all their resources to building the Bronze Palace, breaking down the barriers between worlds and venturing beyond their realm.

In an attempt to find new hope.

Beyond the realm, an earth-shattering war erupted with other equally powerful civilizations.

The outcome of the great war remains unknown, but the previous human civilization vanished as a result.

Whether they have truly become extinct is uncertain.

However, it has at least created a gap in our understanding of this civilization; the current human race on Earth has no records or research on it.

Only this dilapidated bronze palace before us, with its murals telling tales of the past.

Countless years later, the rift opened, and the endless world and the Blue Star plane began to overlap.

Extraordinary energy from endless worlds surged into the Blue Star world.

A new generation of humans, through extraordinary energy, established a new cultivation system, which is now known as martial arts.