"On the Origin Continent, there were ten supreme races in total. Each of these ten races possessed unique divine abilities—more precisely, divine abilities exclusive to their own race."
"These divine abilities were immensely powerful, enough to make one invincible among those of the same rank."
"Little brother, the Origin Continent has now fallen into the hands of the cosmic races, but do you know what the Origin Continent was like before those cosmic races arrived?"
Spirit King stood in the center of the mural with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly.
Ye Lin merely shook his head.
How long had he even been on the Origin Continent? What the hell would he know?
"Before those cosmic races arrived, the myriad races flourished across the Origin Continent, while the ten great races stood high above, suppressing the entire continent."
"The Origin Continent of that time truly had Daluo Golden Immortals walking everywhere, while quasi-saints were less than dogs. Powerful experts were as numerous as the hairs on an ox; even Daluo Golden Immortals had to keep a low profile when walking the streets, or they would not even know how they died."
"Moreover, experts below the seventh heaven of the quasi-saint realm were not worthy of being called great powers. Only those above the seventh heaven of the quasi-saint realm deserved those two words."
"Beyond that, seven Saints presided over the heavens and all within and beyond the cosmos. There was no one who did not submit."
"That was truly a golden age. But later, because of an accident—an accident that swept across the entire Origin Continent—the seven Saints vanished without a trace. Countless quasi-saint experts fell one after another, while Daluo Golden Immortals died in swathes."
"No one knew the reason. Everyone was only concerned with escaping for their