Exposure of the Golden Age from 50,000 Years Ago-Only to Be Crushed to Dust by Honkai the Next Second!

Can even God have such moments of helplessness?

Tang San looked at his hands, the hands that held the Authority the Divine Realm and could create and destroy worlds, yet now felt a chill.

If... if Xiao Wu were to encounter something like this...

He dared not think any further.

The thought, though fleeting, nearly drove him mad.

He couldn't imagine how that girl named Deified Na endured all of this day after day, year after year, in endless cycles of reincarnation.

This can no longer be explained by willpower alone.

This is a kind of desperate resilience that even God cannot comprehend.

for a long time.

for a long time.

"Why..."

Huo Yuhao's hoarse voice broke the suffocating silence.

For the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes.

"Why... do you have to make her endure all this?"

No one could answer him.

This question also lingers in everyone's mind.

Gu Yuena closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks again.

She felt as if she were seeing herself.

If she hadn't met Tang Wulin back then, if she had really destroyed the human world for the sake of the Dragon Clan's revival.

So, will she also be met with this kind of... Eternity loneliness?

She wasn't sure.

But at this moment, she felt an unprecedented empathy for the white-haired girl she had never met before.

It was a lament that transcended time and space, originating from the depths of the soul, a lament from fellow sufferers.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her chest.

Tang Wulin's expression changed, and he immediately helped her up.

"Na'er, what's wrong?"

Gu Yuena didn't answer, but pressed her hand tightly to her chest, her beautiful face filled with pain.

An image of Deified Na piercing her chest with Long Spear appeared uncontrollably in her mind.

That resolute determination, that sense of liberation, and that... ultimate, endless despair.

It was as if it had pierced her heart as well.

The Light Screen silently lit up from the Nihility.

The most powerful beings in the Douluo God Realm, and even in the many worlds under its jurisdiction, have gathered here, watching the incredible scene with varying expressions.

The scene depicted was neither the Soul Power and Martial Soul they were familiar with, nor swords and magic.

Those were magnificent cities that pierced the clouds.

Countless uniquely shaped flying machines weaved through the gaps in the steel forest, leaving dazzling trails of light. Their speed was so great that even the dynamic vision of Titled Douluo could not fully capture them.

"What kind of creation is this?"

Sea God Pavilion at the Shrek Academy, the elders gathered together. Xuan Zi couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, forgetting to even put the chicken leg in his hand into his mouth.

In Huo Yuhao's eyes, the cold light of Extreme Ice flickered slightly. His Divine Power tried to explore the essence of the scene, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea.

"These... seem to be some form of Soul Tool, but their intricate structure and energy-driven mechanism far exceed our understanding." His voice was slightly hoarse.

He Caitou, as the pinnacle genius of the Soul Tool Department, was completely stunned at this moment.

He stared at the 3D screen projected onto the wrist of an ordinary person, watching the stream of data flashing across it, and muttered to himself, "This... how is this possible... doesn't it need Core Array? Where is the energy source? This doesn't comply with the law of conservation of energy!"

Tang San frowned deeply.

He came from another world and had a basic understanding of technology. But everything before him had completely overturned his imagination.

This is beyond the technological level of his world; it is a creation that is almost divine.

[The Golden Age]

Two ancient and solemn characters appeared on the Light Screen.

Then, a voiceover began, devoid of any emotion, yet seemingly imbued with endless vicissitudes.

Fifty thousand years ago, human civilization reached an unprecedented peak, an era they called the Golden Age.

The images shift.

A massive ring-shaped space station floats amidst the Sea of Stars, with azure planets slowly rotating beneath it.

Researchers in white uniforms are busy in an unimaginably vast Laboratory, discussing Genes sequences, spatial curvature, and the nature of energy.

"Are they studying the origin of the world?" Rong Nianbing exclaimed. As the God of Emotion, he could sense the intense thirst for knowledge and self-confidence emanating from those "mortals" in the scene.

That was the most brilliant confidence of a civilization.

Xue Ye's body trembled slightly. His Heaven Dou Empire was as insignificant as a grain of sand in the face of such a civilization.

Dai Hao, the White Tiger Duke and the Iron-blooded Marshal of the Star Luo Empire, watched as massive warships took off from planets and rushed into space. At this moment, his proud imperial fleet seemed like a joke.

However, the style suddenly changed.

The scene of warmth and prosperity was instantly shattered.

However, the twin of prosperity, the catastrophe known as "Honkai," also followed closely behind.

The sky was dyed an eerie purple, and enormous monsters surged forth from the Void, turning the city into a sea of fire in an instant.

Those creations that once represented the pinnacle of human wisdom were utterly vulnerable before these monsters.

"What... is this?" Tang Ya's voice trembled, and Bei Bei beside her gripped her hand tightly.

"It's not Soul Beast." Niu Tian and Tai Tan said in unison, their faces filled with Emperor. "This thing has no Breath of Life on it, only pure...destruction."

The Dragon God's golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

Even he, at the height of his power ruling the Divine Realm, had never seen such a being so purely focused on "destroying civilization" as its sole purpose.

To combat this catastrophe known as "Honkai," humanity built its last bulwark.

On the screen, an emblem of a moth drawn to a flame slowly emerges.

[Moth to Fire.]

Humanity's most outstanding scientists, strongest warriors, and most resilient souls have gathered here, ready to sacrifice themselves to protect civilization.

Warriors in uniform charged onto the battlefield. They had no Martial Soul, but they piloted menacing mechs and wielded giant blades capable of cleaving through space.

Ye Yinzhu's gaze was drawn to a white-haired girl who was holding a guqin. With a light touch of her ten fingers, she created sonic blades that transformed into tangible ripples, crushing swarms of Collapse Beast.

"Using sound as a weapon... but the source of its power is neither battle aura nor magic..."

On the other side, Ji Dong and Lie Yan's gazes locked onto a figure.

The man wielded two guns, dancing amidst Lie Yan and lightning; each shot unleashed power comparable to a Deity strike.

"His power... is strange," Lie Yan murmured. "It's like the Extreme Fire, and like the Ultimate Lightning, but in essence, it's a higher-dimensional energy."