Ancient Years!
The scene before Lin Bai gradually shifted, and he found himself in an ancient city. The city had been built from piled stones, covered an immense area, and was home to millions of people.
However, Lin Bai noticed that their clothing was vastly different from that of the present-day Martial World.
Standing in the street, Lin Bai watched the pedestrians pass by him and discovered that most of them wore animal skins or clothes woven from vines. Much of their skin was exposed—even the women dressed this way, covering only their private areas with animal hide while leaving the rest completely bare.
"Grandpa, why do we have to leave the tribe? Why am I part of the Heaven Swallowing Race? Aren't Father and Mother? Why do members of the Heaven Swallowing Race have to run? Why..." Just as Lin Bai was filled with confusion, a child's tender voice came from behind him.
Lin Bai turned around and saw an old man leaning on a pearwood cane, walking unsteadily as he led a child of about five years old toward the ancient city.
As the grandfather and grandson walked along the road, the old man heard the child's questions and hurriedly covered the child's mouth and nose. With a panicked expression, he said, "Remember what Grandpa told you. Never mention that you're part of the Heaven Swallowing Race in front of outsiders. Understand?"
"I understand, but why is that?" the child asked, still puzzled.
"Because the Giant Gods want to kill you!" Grandpa explained in a low voice.
"Why do the Giant Gods want to kill me?" the child asked with a frown.
"Because... Grandpa doesn't know either." The old man led the child forward and let out a long sigh. "I only know that a war between two