Chapter 1063: Chapter 1063

The words left on the cliff were very brief, numbering only a few dozen in total.

Yet the meaning contained within them was astounding.

Chen Hai, Lu Yingtian, and the others carefully read through every word left on the cliff.

Shock, extreme shock.

The crowd remained silent for a long while until someone finally spoke: "Do you think the Haotian mentioned there is the legendary master of the Three Realms from the ancient era?"

Just as he finished speaking, someone with a heavy tone replied: "It should be that one. Besides this master of the Three Realms, during the ancient era, there should have been no one else named Haotian who left behind such a remarkable title."

"When we were starting to make our marks, the ancient Heavenly Court was still around, but the Jade Emperor Haotian had been missing for countless years. Without him presiding, the Heavenly Court had long since declined."

"If he and his various Great Immortals were still around, the Heavenly Court that once ruled the Three Realms wouldn’t have been so easily overthrown!"

The topic grew heavy, and as they continued, the crowd fell silent once more.

Apart from Chen Hai, everyone present was an old relic who had lived countless years.

However, the era in which they dominated the Primordial world could only be considered as the middle to late ancient, lagging significantly behind the ancient times when the Heavenly Court was at its peak.

In its prime, the ancient Heavenly Court might not have had many Quasi-Saints but possessed numerous prodigies who once ruled the Three Realms.

If the Jade Emperor Haotian and those prodigious figures who dominated the storms hadn’t suddenly disappeared, with their deep foundation, if they had continued to exist, their strength would definitely have reached an astonishing level by now.

People like Lu Yingtian and Ancestor Kugu, with the Heavenly Court once ruling the Three Realms over them, they wouldn’t have had the chance to shine, let alone become Quasi-Saints with the strength they have today!

"Who exactly etched these words during ancient times?"

"Why does it claim that the Jade Emperor Haotian was a fraud?"

"And how could a lofty Saint like the Supreme Elder be scolded as a lackey of the Heavenly Dao?"

After extreme shock, everyone was filled with questions.

You look at me, I look at you, they all wanted to know the answers to these many questions.

Unfortunately, there was no one among them who could elucidate these mysteries for the others.

"In ancient times, there were too many secrets; what actually happened can only be fully understood by those who personally experienced it."

"Merely a few lines of text can prove nothing!"

"Maybe the one who wrote them was just spouting nonsense, or perhaps that person was biased and harbored resentment towards the Jade Emperor Haotian and those lofty Saints, and these writings are just expressions of grumbling?"

After a moment of silence, Chen Hai spoke slowly.

He himself didn’t actually believe his own words; he said them purely to comfort everyone.

No matter what happened in ancient times, it’s been many years since.

For some, they may stubbornly pursue ancient secrets, using them as stepping stones to find that opportunity to further their strength.

But Chen Hai had no interest in this at all. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on NovelHub(.)net

His cultivation of the Six Desires Hongmeng Heavenly Skill allows him to cultivate all the way to the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm, without any bottleneck before that.

With such a foundation, why would he have any interest in exploring ruins to seek opportunities?

If possible, he’d rather retreat into seclusion until the end of time, emerging only when invincible through mastering the path, to flaunt it and wander around!

Unfortunately, he wished for a peaceful life, to cultivate quietly and tranquilly, but others would simply not give him that chance!

This time, his presence here was forced by the Divine Ancestor Douzhan; even if news of the Land of Slumber reached his ears, he would probably not care at all.

The words engraved on the White Bone Cliff indeed carried many secrets worthy of pursuit, but for Chen Hai, how does that concern him?

Rather than concerning himself with ancient secrets, he would be better off considering how to survive in this Land of Slumber. If by chance he survived and escaped from this place, how should he then face the War God?

Even just these matters are enough to give Chen Hai a headache, not to mention paying attention to events from ancient times?

"Black Water Taoist Friend is right, mere fragments of words can’t reveal anything substantial."

"Instead of concerning ourselves with these, why don’t we consider how to survive nicely in this Land of Slumber?"

In certain situations, the words of the strong represent the truth.

Hearing Chen Hai, the crowd was initially stunned but quickly understood his mindset.

Ancestor Kugu, who had been following closely and had become one of Chen Hai’s two generals, smiled broadly and promptly agreed.

As he said this, he even gave Fang Ping, who was also one of Chen Hai’s two generals, a disdainful glance.

After all, it was Fang Ping who first discovered the existence of those words on the White Bone Cliff.

If it weren’t for his surprised exclamation while pointing at those words, they might have completely overlooked them and moved on.

Curiosity is curiosity, confusion is confusion; since Chen Hai had spoken, the others also nodded in agreement and did not stay to ponder over those words any longer.

Exchanging a glance, they nodded and continued on, following behind Chen Hai.

Upon first setting foot in this Land of Slumber, the rugged mountain path beneath them was no wider than a few yards, but now, as the path transformed into the White Bone Road, the further they went, the wider the ground beneath them became.

Several more days passed, and the abyss filled with black mist, the cliffs forged from white bones, were no longer in sight.

Though the ground beneath them was still strewn with white bones, its expanse was so vast it could rightfully be called the White Bone Plain.

"Black Water Taoist Friend, could you take a look at this immortal weapon?"

Upon reaching this place, the group halted once more.

It was Lu Yingtian who spoke, pointing to a giant immortal weapon with a trident blade at the front, its blade edges sharp on both sides, embedded upside down among the white bones.

Though the weapon was covered in rust, it still largely retained its original shape.

Along the way, they had encountered numerous weapons mixed within the white bones, but this was the first time they’d seen a blade in such a complete state and with such a form.

No wonder even Lu Yingtian’s attention was drawn to it.