Only Lu Yuan, with particularly sensitive ears, could hear this sentence; no one else knew of it.
He sighed inwardly.
If the Era Civilization knew enough of the truth, these old civilizations could never inherit it.
Because the old generation's Thought Steel Seal is not yet broken, they face the crushing of God with trepidation, having almost no chance of winning. Only the new generation civilizations, without the Thought Steel Seal, might still resist.
As he pondered, he heard a faint rumbling, and the ground beneath his feet shook slightly.
Beside the emerald green lake, a faint blue light circle appeared.
"That is the entry portal for the trial inheritance. Please, friends, enter."
"Inside is a spiritual space woven by the Demon·Heaven-reaching Peak, capable of accommodating multiple trials simultaneously, so everyone can enter together," Ao Bo said flatly, "We have no limit on the number of people or the time, until someone inherits the legacy."
