He Ao's gaze swept over the stone tablet before him once more. Then he raised his eyes and, using his current position as the center, quickly scanned everything around him.
From broad courtyards to cramped residences, this city was filled with all kinds of remnants of perforated stone posts and wooden posts.
At first, he had not quite understood what these stone posts were for, but now he was beginning to understand.
The holes in those stone posts had been used to insert wooden stakes or other auxiliary equipment.
They had not been stone posts at all, but training dummies used to assist martial arts practice.
At that moment, he finally understood why this city had built such towering walls.
These high walls had not been built to defend against strange monsters or mutant beasts, but against "people."
Although this world did not possess the powerful strange forces of the real world, supernatural power still existed here.
And a supernatural world with weak strange forces was naturally suited for martial arts cultivation.
He Ao lowered his head again and looked at the stone tablet before him.
This world had once been a world of martial artists.
Judging by the "Cultivation Method" carved onto the stone tablet, this world might even have once developed an advanced martial arts civilization.
He Ao gently raised his hand. Dust rose from the earth and covered the area he had just excavated.
Countless people had once lived here, cultivating martial arts, seeking the path to transcendence, and building prosperous cities and even nations. They had conquered one another and defended their cities with towering walls.
Then, the gaze of the gods had descended.
This world, along with its creator, had fallen into ultimate destruction.
He Ao carefully examined the patterns on the stone tablet once