Hell was an incomparably mysterious place. When the Supernatural Center underwent a great migration, it and some deadly perils would move along with it, ancient as the Mythical Source itself!
Lu Po, Vero, and Bear King had actually excavated a Metal Tablet forged from prohibited primary materials there. It was exceedingly strange.
Naturally, Wang Xuan wanted to understand such a matter in detail. Boss Lu, once the most inscrutable of men and now Little Lu, proved highly cooperative and immediately reported everything.
Lu Po said, "The inscription on the Metal Tablet most likely dated from the untraceable era through the early Age of Gods. I truly never expected White-haired Vero to stammer his way through and recognize seventy percent of the writing."
Wang Xuan pondered in secret. If this Lead Big Brother of his truly went over to study it with them, would he not be exposed on the spot? He did not recognize those mystical symbols at all.
"The Metal Tablet inscription may not necessarily record historical fact. Some parts may belong to a certain kind of conjecture. Unfortunately, Vero does not recognize all of it either. It should be something left behind from an incomparably glorious era."
According to what was written on it, there should have been more than one Supernatural Center. During one chaotic era, when a Supernatural Center migrated, it roared violently without cease. Within a period when the relevant region should have fallen into eternal silence and cooled, Mysterious Factor actually boiled over, utterly defying common sense.
At that time, Supreme Beings had looked towards the end of infinite deep space, an unreachable region, where another Mythical Center had seemingly flashed past, brushing by the Land of Eternal Silence before vanishing into boundless darkness.
Wang Xuan frowned. "Are you certain Vero did not make