On the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Blackstone Town.
At that moment.
The sights that had faded away swiftly returned to his mind.
The sounds around him, too, came rushing back in an instant.
Yet amid the clamor around him, Huo Yuhao could not collect himself for a long time. The countless conversations he had just heard still seemed to be locked in a war within his mind against the indoctrinated beliefs Shrek had left behind ten thousand years later.
Ten thousand years in the future, Spirit Hall was evil.
It was a cancer upon the continent.
It was an organization of Evil Soul Masters that everyone wanted to eradicate.
They were utterly wicked, enslaving Soul Masters, brutalizing commoners, and destroying the continent!
Only the great Shrek Academy and the great ancestor Tang San, after enduring a thousand hardships and ten thousand perils, had finally overthrown Spirit Hall.
They had nailed Spirit Hall to the pillar of shame forever.
Yet people came and went along the street before him.
Outside the stone building housing the nearby Spirit Hall branch, commoners' children in coarse cloth and hemp garments were still lining up.
Every child who walked out of that stone building.
Whether they had awakened a Martial Soul or not, they all wore smiles, and their parents thanked the Spirit Hall attendants a thousand times over.
This was Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago.
Was this really the wicked power that Shrek Academy's historical records claimed had committed every evil imaginable and oppressed all living people?
In that instant.
Huo Yuhao finally, fully woke up to the truth.
History was always written by the victors.
The history recorded ten thousand years later was utterly different from the history he was witnessing with his own eyes. He had profoundly misunderstood