Wizard Immortal

Chapter 551 The Truth

"The past is long gone; all that remains are these records of history."

Gently stroking the Sphinx, King Guro spoke, his expression somewhat dazed.

"As for what's inside."

He raised his head and looked at the ruins before him, like a true old man recounting an epic tale: "The truth of the past."

"The truth of the past?" Everyone present was confused, but only Tarina was stunned for a moment, as if she had remembered something.

"Why did the First Era evolve into what it is today? Where did the mist come from? And where were those demons born...?"

Standing at the very front of the procession, King Guro spoke softly, saying, "Don't you want to know these things?"

"The answer lies within the ruins of this Ten Star Cult."

After saying this, he didn't speak again, but just silently looked at the statue in front of him, quietly observing the patterns that appeared on it.

The ancient statue looks very realistic, and the materials used on it are also unique. Instead of making people feel cold, you can feel a faint warmth, just like a living creature.

Of course, knowing some of the habits of the Ten Star Cult, King Guro understood that the statue before him was, in a sense, indeed alive.

In the first era, the world was incredibly prosperous, and many technologies had reached their peak.

The Sphinx before us was very likely preserved alive back then, sealed by the Ten Stars Sect to guard this ruin. It could be revived at the right time, allowing the Ten Stars Sect's legacy to continue.

The Radiant Star Empire was just like that. When it was still a small tribe, a sphinx rose from the ground and, while protecting them, brought them the legacy of the Ten Star Cult. Based on this, they built a glorious empire.

However, unlike the ruins acquired by the Shining Star Empire, the ruins before us seem to have encountered some unexpected problems, causing the statue to fail to revive and remain in a sealed state. Now, it's even uncertain whether it will ever awaken.

King Guluo understood the reason for this change: it was due to the demon wolf god lurking outside the ruins.

A demonic wolf god has been entrenched on the ruins for many years, sleeping in the outside world. The sphinx in front of it could not possibly be revived, and could only be passively suppressed here, thus passing countless years.

Squeak, squeak...

After a while, with a creaking sound, the black door in front of them slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

A faint purple light began to flicker, emanating from inside the door and illuminating the dim interior, making it very bright and comfortable to look at.

"very good."

Looking at this scene, King Guro nodded gently and smiled: "After such a long time, this ruin has not been destroyed, and the mechanisms inside are still functioning."

As he spoke, he held a scepter, his golden robes swaying in the wind, and stepped inside, looking somewhat impatient.

Stepping inside, you'll find a spacious and long corridor, along with one huge mural after another.

These murals are enormous, each several tens of meters high, and are covered with various symbols and pictures, as if they are recording something.

Around these murals, purple crystals are inlaid, still shimmering slightly, illuminating the entire space while also enveloping the murals as a unique protective measure.

"That's... a secret method for cultivating ancient bloodline warriors!"

As he strolled casually down the corridor, his gaze fell upon a mural. Upon seeing a portion of the content depicted on it, Sirulia was immediately taken aback.

In the mural, a shirtless man is depicted fighting a giant beast with a long sword in his hand.

After killing the giant beast, the man extracted its blood to raise more children, training them from a young age to gain greater power.

The illustration is accompanied by a large amount of text and symbolic descriptions.

Looking at these words, Sirulia's initial excitement vanished, and he frowned in place.

"This is the Sylari script, the official language of the sub-nobles of the First Age, which dates back a very long time. It's normal that you don't recognize it."

Beside him, King Gu Luo's voice came softly.

"However, the secret methods for cultivating bloodline warriors are nothing special in this place."

He looked at Sirulia in front of him, and seeing his surprised and excited expression, he first shook his head, then pointed in another direction: "Look over there."

Subconsciously, Sirulia looked in the direction he pointed, but then froze in surprise.

Beneath a stone wall, there was a pile of golden crystals, inside which sat a giant golden egg. Bathed in the light of the golden crystals, the egg shone faintly, exuding a subtle, majestic aura.

From this giant golden egg, Sirulia sensed a profound majesty, as well as a faint but ever-present vitality.

"A beast egg that has been sealed since the first season. If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Sphinx's egg."

Standing before Xiluria, gazing at the golden beast egg in the distance, King Gulu spoke softly, a mysterious smile on his face: "If a sphinx egg can be nurtured, it will at least become a Netherworld-level guardian beast once it matures."

"And this is only a part of the ruins."

He spoke, his gaze lingering on the golden beast egg for a moment before he walked away and ventured deeper into the area.

Behind him, staring intently at the beast egg, after a long while, Sirria sighed, "What a pity..."

So much time has passed.

From the First Era to the present, the span of time is incredibly long. Although the sealing measures for this golden beast egg were very good, an accident still occurred after so many years.

Although there was still a glimmer of life in the beast egg, it was too faint to hatch under the current conditions.

This is also why King Gulu left so decisively, without any regrets.

"It's a pity that the seal was breached not long ago. If it had been a few hundred years earlier, there might still have been a chance to save it."

Silently gazing at the beast egg, Xirulia shook his head regretfully before turning and walking to the side.

The ruins before us are truly a vast treasure trove, containing the remnants of the Ten Stars Sect, with countless precious artifacts left behind.

Even though several eras have passed and most of the things here have lost their original function, even the remaining remnants dazzled Sirulia and the others.

Ancient secret arts, methods for training bloodline warriors, long-lost coded language techniques, and countless other secrets and stories hidden in history, long forgotten...

These gains brought joy to everyone present. Gazing at the ruins before them, their faces flushed, and they quickened their pace, walking deeper into the ruins.

"arrive."

After an unknown amount of time, when the purple crystal reached its zenith, King Guro stopped and looked at the stone slab in front of him.

This is still the end of the ruins, and the stone slab in front of us is the last stone slab remaining in these ruins.

Unlike other stone slabs, the stone slab in front of us, although still huge, is made of a unique material, full of a metallic luster, as if it were cast from the strongest metal.

On the four sides of the stone slab, several huge golden gems are inlaid, with an ancient aura flowing around them, containing immense power.

Standing before the stone slab, looking at the huge and magnificent stone slab in front of them, everyone present looked up at what was in front of them.

As their gaze fell upon the scene, a picture came into view first.

It was a huge square pattern, and in the center of the pattern, a giant lay quietly, as if asleep.

"This is···"

Looking at the pattern in front of him, Sirulia hesitated, unable to quite grasp the contents of the stone tablet.

"Is a person lying inside, a place where the ancients slept?" Someone spoke up in the silence, a look of confusion in their eyes.

"No, this is a coffin." Gazing quietly at the pattern before her, Tarina spoke softly, translating the inscription for everyone present: "Long ago, a huge coffin fell from the sky, inside which lay the corpse of a giant."

"The first people of the First Age discovered the corpse of a giant and believed it to be a fallen god, so they built an altar and worshipped it."

Looking at the words above, she slowly began to speak.

Following the direction of the pictures, the group quickly spotted two matching images.

In the painting, a group of relatively small people are building an altar and kneeling before the person in the coffin.

"As time went by, the ancestors worshipped the spirit corpses generation after generation and gradually discovered that some changes had occurred in themselves."

Looking at the words above, Tarina read them aloud word by word, but suddenly froze and fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

Sirulia looked at Tarina with a puzzled expression, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Gently biting her lip to banish the strange emotions from her mind, Tarina continued, "As time passed, the early people discovered that they possessed a unique power that allowed them to hear the minds of magical beasts and establish a connection with them."

"As time went by, some people discovered that they could use this power to form contracts with powerful magical beasts, thereby gaining their power and life."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene froze, and everyone's expression changed, as if they had made a connection to something.

"This power seems to be..." Standing behind King Guro, Ire's expression changed, quickly conjuring up a connection: "A bloodline contract!"

"Could the power of the so-called bloodline contract, the power of the soul, originate from the so-called divine corpse?"

The people present whispered among themselves, their emotions shifting for a moment.

They didn't disturb Tarina, who was interpreting the stone tablet, but they paid her more attention.

"As time went by, God's influence grew, and more and more people gained this power."

In the spacious, dimly lit space, Tarina continued speaking, her beautiful eyes fixed on the stone slab before her, not wanting to miss a single detail: "Having gained power, the people of the original tribe began to rise slowly, relying on the power obtained from magical beasts, and gradually built a great empire."

"The name of this empire is Ten Stars."

She paused slightly, allowing the people around her to process what she had said, before continuing, "As the Ten-Star Empire reached its peak, some unknown changes also followed."

"At the altar, at some unknown time, unknown changes began to occur on the divine corpse."

"The once solid and unchanging divine corpse is now decaying. Its flesh and blood are melting into a black liquid that drips onto the earth, gradually turning into a mist that pollutes piece after piece of land, transforming it into a demonic realm."

"Over the course of several hundred years, vast amounts of land have been altered by the aura released from the divine corpse, and countless lives have been infected by the aura of the divine corpse, gradually evolving in an even more terrifying direction."

"The Ten Star Empire, left with no other choice, finally decided to withdraw from the ancestral land where the altar was located and began a great migration, leaving the divine corpse in the mist."

"As time passed and the divine corpse decayed, the influence of the mist gradually deepened, causing terrible consequences."

This concludes the account of the inscription on the stone wall.

(End of this chapter)