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Chapter 385: 235: The End (Two More)_2

Chapter 385: Chapter 235: The End (Two More)_2

This Divine Skill was not easily resolved even by themselves; after all, it was enacted by so many people together, and it would take at least several decades to solve.

As for this, Fang Cheng’s head was not surprised either.

After all, he had previously speculated that some formidable existence had come here, even resurrecting the Disease Demon Lord and other Demon Lords. So, it was normal for these Immortals, in order to avoid the other party, to use the “Silent Time”.

Afterwards, to avoid the effects of “Silent Time”, they created an outer universe and hid within it, then prepared to make a comeback.

However, where did the Immortals in the outer universe go?

Fortunately, the words of the Supreme Heavenly Lord afterward answered his question.

“Although we escaped into the outer universe, those monsters began to specifically resurrect the Demon Lords who had been destroyed by Heavenly Lord Fang, and a large number of Demon Lords were revived. They used special Divine Skills to circumvent the effects of ‘Silent Time’ and traced our location. We were once again pursued by those fellows, and this sanctuary is the only building we were able to leave behind.”

“I’m sorry we cannot reveal our subsequent whereabouts, because we do not know whether you or the pursuers will arrive first. But you may use this place and establish it as a base to contact others.”

“Lastly, I apologize again because we truly are powerless to do more.”

Following that, the Supreme Heavenly Lord began to introduce the functions of this place.

When an individual powerful enough is born within a civilization, that individual will be drawn to this place, learn its coordinates, and then head here.

The Immortals originally intended this place to be a training ground for a new generation, but they had not anticipated that their pursuers would arrive so swiftly.

Therefore, they had no choice but to leave this place once again and continue to flee deeper into the unknown.

While Fang Cheng had learned about the past, he soon discovered that the clues ended here.

The fleeing Immortals had once more activated “Silent Time”, erasing all traces here, leaving only this place protected by The Array of the Four Images, without clearing all the information.

But according to the words of the Supreme Heavenly Lord, there should have been many Far Travelers here; why had he not seen a single one?

Suddenly, the illusion of the Far Traveler provided Fang Cheng with an answer.

The Far Traveler of that time arrived here and also heard the words of the Supreme Heavenly Lord.

The words of the thirty-first Far Traveler finally ended, and then it was the next one’s turn.

“I am the one hundred and sixty-seventh Far Traveler, my predecessor has already left a name, and now it’s my turn. When the toxin within me reaches a critical point, I too will leave my name.”

“The frequency of Far Travelers’ birth is getting lower and lower, meaning the civilizations that come here from the original universe are gradually dying out, and we do not have a good way to avoid this.”

“Of course, the outer cosmos is also very vast, perhaps somewhere Immortals have already joined forces with civilizations, and defeated the pursuers.”

“I added some functions to the names, and also gave myself a bit of hope. If a name is flickering with green light, it means the corresponding civilization still has a chance of being saved, the dimmer the green light, the more remote the hope. When the green light completely disappears, it means there is absolutely no hope left for that civilization.”

“If a powerful Immortal or Far Traveler comes here later, I hope you can lend us a hand in consideration that we are all intelligent beings. Of course, if you’re unable to even take care of yourselves, then it’s fine, just have a look at our names.”

“Lastly, have a look at our names, remember us, we were here.”

One after another, Far Travelers came here, leaving behind their names, leaving behind their voices.

Each name on the great hall is a final mark of a civilization, most of them have completely vanished, the civilizations have dispersed utterly, making this place as quiet as a graveyard.

But at least, they came, they yearned to be remembered, even if just through simple symbols, they hoped to have something of themselves preserved.

The Far Traveler of flora and fauna then quietly listened to all the messages.

He sat for a long time on the cushion of the great hall, his glowing body growing dimmer and dimmer.

Eventually, he stood up, extended a finger made of light, and touched a blank spot on the wall.

Only at this moment did he realize that he had no name.

After quietly pondering for a while, he finally chose a name for himself and left his name behind forever.

Shu Guang.

After writing his name, he felt his power fading away, everything about him merging into the great hall, becoming the force that reinforced the hall, that powered The Array of the Four Images.

He left no words behind, only quietly smiled while looking at the names shimmering with green light before he disappeared.

This, is the story of Shu Guang, the last Far Traveler.