Xinyuan looked at the crooked big characters in front of him. They didn't look like running script or regular script. They didn't have the grandeur of a place hiding the secrets of the world. They looked very childish.

But this sense of child's play makes Xinyuan feel inexplicably familiar, as if time travelers should be like this, with random luck and a sense of absurdity in this world.

"Haha, it seems that this senior is very similar to me at that time."

"I hope you can give me some good news, although my premonition is actually not very good..."

Xinyuan muttered to himself, with a very smiley expression on his face. To be honest, he was quite indifferent to his former senior.

There is even a bit of strange repulsion...

The physical injuries had healed, and Xinyuan bit his index finger according to the instructions in his heart.

Blood spurted out like the most sincere pen and ink in the world. At this time, Xinyuan's face was expressionless at the injury. The anticipation and tension in his heart made him not even feel that it was his own finger.

——"Look at the quadrant by symbols".

After writing the five very funny words, Xinyuan began to wait slowly.

The father of superpowers...

The ancient voice rippled from the door in front of him, but with a frivolous tone and an indifferent attitude, it echoed in Xinyuan's ears.

"Hello, friend from my hometown from the future."

"It's good that you came here. I put all the treasures there! Go find them! Whoever finds them..."

"Uh... ahem, wait a minute, I got the wrong script. This isn't One Piece. Just pretend I didn't say it."

It's hard to imagine what kind of state the former father of superpowers must have been in when he left this recording.

Even with Shinyuan's escape, I can't help but feel a sense of fragmentation and speechlessness.

The sound echoed in and out of the rock walls, and the superposition of the sound waves gave people a sense of sacredness from the ancient times, but the content behind the words...

It's like entering a thousand-year-old tomb, and then a Walkman is placed at the door singing "Thunder"...

"Okay, are you sure you want to come in?"

"First of all, there is no guarantee that your question will be answered here, and the truth inside may give you a greater impact."

"Secondly, there are no benefits I can provide you here. As for whether there are any disadvantages, it depends on different people's opinions."

"..."

"I'm sure! Open the door quickly!" Xinyuan said loudly and impatiently. He didn't know how to express his confirmation, so he could only speak directly in this way.

But the voice that appeared seemed to understand. After Shinyuan finished speaking, the voice disappeared instantly.

Then, the door in front of him slowly opened.

It was a darkness deeper than the darkness itself, making it difficult for people to extricate themselves at a glance.

"Welcome...Xinyuan!"

"Please step into our story that belongs to time and space."

"There will be a big gap between the time here and the outside world. I hope you...are really ready!"

As the words fell, a huge suction force came from inside, and Xinyuan's body twisted in an instant. It was a completely irresistible force that made him lose all resistance in an instant, lose consciousness, and enter darkness.

The door closes and disappears, and the lonely road becomes dark again.

Outside, on the crater of an extinct volcano, the man in black robe felt something, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he raised his head.

Taking out her token, you can see that even her hands are trembling a little.

"Bing leader, his aura has disappeared. If there really is a legacy left by the so-called father of superpowers, he should have really gone in!"

"Are you sure he won't be in any danger?"

The soldier leader said doubtfully, "Why, are you worried about him?"

Man in black robe:......

"Given his current status and importance, it would be inappropriate for him to die casually."

"No, if he is really the person the father of superpowers is looking for." Bing Kui said with certainty.

The man in black robe nodded, stood up, and jumped down from the volcano, like a falling volcanic ash.

"But why is the gate of the Father of Superpowers located in the lonely road of the abyss?"

"Does the father of superpowers have anything to do with us?"

In mid-air, the man in black robe asked subconsciously.

The soldier leader was silent for two seconds, thinking about whether to tell this secret news. After all, they were the only leaders in the past who knew about this...

Finally, he said:

"If we need you to communicate with Xinyuan frequently, then it doesn't matter if we tell you."

"What the father of superpowers did and laid the foundation for mankind is of a level of greatness that has never been seen before and is unlikely to be seen in the future."

"The father of superpowers is the founder of the abyss!"

boom!

The man in black robe lost his breath and hit his head against the rock wall of the volcano. His body rolled on it and fell to the ground.

"What?!"

"Remember not to publicize it."

...

Mo Qinggu's becoming a saint and his subsequent death had an unprecedented impact on the Eastern Continent.

But this time, it was no longer the same as before. A great man came out of the blue to provide a protective umbrella for the world, allowing people to have better time to recuperate.

This time, after Mo Qinggu's death, the world was even more chaotic than before!

First of all, the seven cities shrouded in Mo Qing's ancient light pillar disappeared out of thin air. This kind of thing, which seemed to have little impact, was actually extremely troublesome to deal with.

In terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, people were evacuated before and numerous guarantees were given to force evacuation.

Now that all our houses, homes and industries are gone, how to resettle these tens of millions of people and how to compensate them is a very scary topic.

The world's top leaders have focused their attention on the destruction of the world and the grand narrative of human survival, but for the people, these are not as important as the disappearance of their own houses.

Not to mention the chaos here, Mo Qinggu’s power of becoming a saint has blessed all living beings, but the power of gods is also not free food!

The strength of the servants of the gods has been greatly enhanced, and the previous sermons of the gods have also yielded results.

Organized mutinies and demonstrations began to appear in most cities. In troubled times, religion and belief became extremely appealing.

There are already many people who, without completely understanding what gods are, are beginning to want to join and put pressure on the top management.

At the border, key nodes broke out one after another. The feudal lords did not have time to laugh at the enlightenment given by the Saint, and once again began to devote themselves to fighting and maintaining stability.

The air was filled with the anxiety that the building was about to collapse, the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Just like what the gods said, this era has begun to run rampant, and no one can put on the brakes!

.......

Humanity United, Joint Meeting.

"Master Jun, it has been almost ten days."
Chapter completed!