Wu Kuang and the others were completely absorbed in the vision. Though the world had changed beyond recognition and everything was different, they recognized it: that was their Divine Martial Star!
The Divine Martial Clan had once been thriving, following the course of their lives as they always had!
But one day, their peace was shattered. Spirit Ruins appeared across the Divine Martial lands, spirit beasts ran rampant, and spirit calamities ravaged the world!
Countless members of the Divine Martial Race perished in the beasts' jaws. Families were torn apart and lives destroyed. Unwilling to accept this, they rallied their people and fought back, vowing to protect their home at all costs!
But the spirit beasts were too powerful. Even warriors capable of moving mountains and cleaving the wind were no match for them!
To defend their homeland, they began seeking another path. They cultivated spiritual energy and combined it with martial arts to strengthen themselves!
Little by little, they wrested control of the Divine Martial lands back from the spirit beasts!
Jiang Nan watched the scene with cold eyes. This story was all too familiar!
And how many other races had lived through the same story?
Perhaps someone would say that without the spiritual energy brought by the Sacred Star, these races could never have gained such great power.
But the problem was... had the Divine Martial Race needed any of this in the first place?
They had been living well, happily and peacefully!
The Sacred Star had forced all of this upon them!
And war brought more than progress. It brought even more pain and death!
The Eighteen Star Warriors were utterly stunned. Why was this different from what history had told them?
Hadn't the Spirit Ruins brought a rich supply of food and cultivation resources to the