"The great war had reached its final stage.
Our Lord had represented our Devil Race in negotiations with that so-called Righteous Path Alliance.
In truth, we all knew that you would never compromise.
The day you left alone, you wore your own Battle Robe.
Blood and fire burned and scattered behind you.
Listening to the Battle Song from the distant heavens, you walked step by step toward the end of the sky."
Hearing Baimeng's words, Xu Zimo fell silent.
This Battle Robe truly felt exceedingly familiar to him, carrying a sensation as intimate as blood being thicker than water.
As though it had been his from birth.
He gently stroked the crystal box in his hand and asked, "Is there any way to open it?"
"This should be a seal from the Zhouze Epoch. To those of the Guangnian Epoch, this kind of seal is very unfamiliar."
Baimeng pondered before saying, "Unless you can find a Sky Shadow Stone."
"What is that?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
"A crystal capable of undoing the seals on all things in the world, but such crystals can only be used once."
Baimeng said.
"After unlocking a single formation, it becomes useless. That is why it is extremely scarce."
Xu Zimo frowned slightly and put away the crystal box containing the Battle Robe.
He silently committed the matter of the Sky Shadow Stone to memory.
He and Baimeng walked out of the cave.
At this moment, Baimeng's expression changed slightly as he looked at the scene before him.
"I think I've been here before," Baimeng murmured.
"You've been here?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I also find it familiar, but I just can't remember."
"I'm not sure yet. Let's go farther ahead and take a look," Baimeng said.
"I hope I'm overthinking it."
Baimeng concealed himself in