Muttering, Ye Hanjun knit his brows and came to a halt to observe.
If the Divine Beings of the Primordial Era were each more bizarre and powerful than the last,
then the Divine Beings of the Dark Ancient Era were indistinct in their patterns, making their details impossible to scrutinize.
But the more one pondered over these feelings, the more one could feel the oppressive force in the obscurity, causing a piercing discomfort to the heart.
"Big Tadpole, this one seems to be our ancient ancestor!"
GuaGua floated in midair, pointing at a wall and exclaimed in amazement:
"This pattern resonates with me, it must be 'Pure', no mistakes about it!"
"Wow, the shape of the ancestor appears to be a four-legged beast, such a delicate figure, and there seem to be horns on its head, truly beautiful!"
"Really? Let me have a look."
Ye Hanjun approached that wall, his eyes wide open.
On the pitch-black wall, a jumble of colorful lines, like ghostly symbols, were enigmatic.
