Everyone was stunned by Shen Jin's words.
Chu Xu looked thoughtful, analyzing his intelligence as he tried to understand what Shen Jin meant.
Hu Shou asked directly, "Are you saying the tier 5 superhumans aren't dead? They're our enemies too?"
Wallfacer No. 3 glanced around warily, as though he sensed someone watching them.
Shen Jin thought of the words the cultivator had left in the system.
[Hello, Chosen One. When you hear this message, it proves that our efforts as cultivators were not in vain. Humanity... still has a sliver of hope! Though I do not know how many years have passed since my era-thousands? Tens of thousands?-humanity must have endured a long Age of Declining Dharma during those years. Our world's spiritual energy... was stolen by a group of self-righteous people. They abandoned us! Betrayed humanity! Sadly, in this era, we cannot contend with their power. Humanity is destined to suffer this ordeal, but even the merciless Great Dao leaves a sliver of hope. The Chosen Ones... are humanity's hope. We gathered the strength of all cultivators to create three artifacts, buried deep in the void. When the time comes, they will choose three Chosen Ones to restore the light of humanity! Make good use of the artifacts' power to strengthen yourselves. When you see this message, it proves they have noticed you too. Take care!]
"The cultivators foresaw our current situation, just like the words those ancient humans left on the walls where we found those pictures earlier. They knew they would perish, and they knew we would endure a long Age of Declining Dharma, so they all left measures in place, hoping that future humans... meaning us... could break the deadlock."
Shen Jin considered it, but did not mention that he was a Chosen One.