On the moon, everyone was stunned.
Prehistoric ruins.
These were truly ancient ruins from hundreds of thousands of years ago, appearing before our eyes. That feeling of the torrent of ages was indescribable.
"According to records, Yin Shang fell three thousand years ago."
The Grand Celestial Clan stood on the far side of the moon, facing the desolation and solitude of the universe, touched the bronze stele, and said, "Great Xia and Yin Shang, Xia came before Yin Shang."
He had naturally read the texts of the Great Witch World,
and even some scientific and firearms materials.
"We are now in the age of Yin ruins, the lands after the Yin Shang Dynasty have never been reunited."
At this time, a Primordial God spoke: "Even the records of the Yin Shang Dynasty from three thousand years ago are already incomplete.... And what of the mysterious Great Xia before Shang? That remains a mystery."
No one knows how long the Great Xia Dynasty ruled.
