At the very end, Lin Cheng discovered several lines of writing.
But when he tried to make them out clearly, the writing suddenly became blurred and ethereal.
It was as if some mysterious force were affecting the writing, preventing it from appearing—or perhaps those whose realm was insufficient simply could not successfully glimpse it.
"Humph!"
Lin Cheng had been reading with great interest when this sudden interruption appeared. How could he possibly be pleased?
With a cold snort, the Creator's Will descended, forcibly erasing the obstructing force. The lines of writing, which had been incomparably blurry, instantly became clear, carrying a faintly profound aura.
"Eighteen hundred thousand cosmic eras have passed... This one has finally comprehended it fully. So that's how it is. Beyond the Lord of the Universe, there truly are further realms. Otherwise, its power cannot be explained, nor can the endless monsters of the Origin Sea..."
The writing was somewhat fragmented. It was not because there was an issue with Lin Cheng's power, but because the owner who had recorded all this had left behind information in precisely this manner.
"The Mystic Realm!"
"This one is finally about to step into this stage... Only upon reaching the Mystic Realm does one gain the foundation to roam the Origin Sea unhindered, only then can one attempt to seek the path of the past..."
"Below are some of this one's insights into advancing to the Mystic Realm..."
And then it stopped abruptly!
There was nothing more.
It was unknown whether the Lord of Creation had later erased this portion, or whether some irresistible force had prevented certain information from being recorded. The writing ended there, leaving only blankness beyond it.
"The Mystic Realm?" Lin Cheng murmured.
This should have been left behind by the Lord of Creation before his