In the distance, a huge wall was covered in intricate writing.
The writing was ancient and mysterious-the same script that conveyed vast amounts of information when refining a Supreme Treasure.
Though they did not recognize it, they could clearly understand its meaning.
"A mistake!!!"
"This was all a mistake!!!"
"We paid such a terrible price, and all it brought was death!!!"
"One after another died, one after another died! Hahaha, I broke through! So what if I broke through? Still death, death!!!"
The words left on the wall held anger, sorrow, resentment, regret...
The intense emotions that washed over Yun He and the other two left them standing in a daze for a long time.
For a moment, Yun He seemed engulfed in a raging onslaught, as though an ancient, mighty being were roaring in his ears.
Then Yun He regained his senses.
"The emotions in these words are actually this intense. A will left behind who knows how many years ago has survived to this day."
Yun He was astonished. "Someone who fell who knows how many reincarnation eras ago could do this with nothing but the words he left behind. Just how powerful must he have been when he was alive?"
"Brother Yun, this script is the same as the one Supreme Treasures use to convey information."
Luo Feng said, "Supreme Treasures emerge one after another in the Three Great Forbidden Lands, but no one knows who actually created them. The Primal Universe? The Universe Ocean? Or something else..."
"Now it seems that many of the Supreme Treasures in circulation may be connected to this mighty civilization that has already vanished," Luo Feng said.
Yun He nodded.
There was no "may" about it. They definitely were.
But Yun He did not say any more.
The two looked toward