The room was utterly silent as everyone quietly passed around the precious ancient texts and artifacts. The Elder Demon Hunters were completely absorbed, handling every item handed to them with the utmost care as though they were holding treasures, afraid of damaging even the tiniest bit. Aside from Bai Huo and Tutanin, everyone present was among the most knowledgeable and experienced members of the Demon Hunters. They could easily recognize the value and significance of these antiques—the aged scrolls, inscribed stone tablets, information-recording crystals, and ancient holy artifacts bearing inscriptions. Every one of them had a history of at least six thousand years. That was the era when the "Demon Hunters" had established themselves as a true major force, and the turning point in their history.
It was also an era shrouded in mysteries and thick fog.
The Demon Hunters knew very well that they shared many similarities with the other nonhuman races on Earth. Even though they had always worked hard to define the differences between them, they had to admit that the Demon Hunter race, like the other nonhuman races, had suddenly appeared on Earth ten thousand years ago. They knew that they had at least ten thousand years of inherited history on this planet, but to their scholars, a particular period six thousand years ago was a complete blur. Their history contained countless gaps during those few centuries.
That period lasted only a mere hundred years. Compared with ten thousand years of heritage, it was no more than the blink of an eye, yet it was the most important century of all.
Before this turning point, the Demon Hunters had merely been a weak tribe wandering and migrating through the cold northern lands. Despite possessing superior physical abilities and powerful magical talents, they lacked the necessary technology