Chapter 980
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In the sky, the huge diamond-shaped eye slowly closed, leaving only a slit that stretched from north to south. It was like the eyelids of a sleeping beauty, moving slightly from time to time.
The light that seeped out of the Ancestor Spirit World was like the eyelashes of a beauty. However, they weren't black eyelashes. Instead, they were suffused with various colors.
If Qin Mu was here, he would be extremely shocked.
Unfortunately, he wasn't here now. He had already entered the Ancestor Spirit World.
Qin Mu couldn't describe what he was feeling right now.
He stood in Divine King Lang Wo's palm and floated in the boundless light of thoughts. The thoughts and consciousness that kept flickering were like light signals from the brain.
As they traveled, they heard loud noises from the brain-like thoughts that resembled the cries of huge kun swimming in the sea. They didn't know what they meant, but they also saw majestic mountains and rivers receding rapidly in front of their eyes.
He saw the starry sky again. The footprints of giants appeared in the galaxy as they roamed the universe.
He saw the birth of worlds of various sizes. They were majestic and enchanting in front of him as they spun and swallowed him.
He saw the destruction of worlds, which also had a soul-stirring beauty.
These were the memories of the masters of creation's ancestor spirits. He and Divine King Lang Wo were passing through the thoughts and consciousness of these masters of creation and saw certain scenes in their memories.
He heard many grand voices. Some of them were whispering in his mind, while others sounded like they were fighting on the battlefield. He heard the rumbling of war drums and the sound of fighting shaking the heavens. He also heard many wonderful chants, as if countless people had gathered together to solemnly offer sacrifices to something.
The sounds also contained the comprehension of nature and knowledge of the world.
These were also the memories of the masters of creation's ancestor spirits. Memories weren't just images, they were also sounds.
After a while, Qin Mu was brought to the center of the Ancestor Spirit World by Divine King Lang Wo.
Qin Mu saw the ancient existences that had sacrificed themselves and merged with the Grand Primordium Origin Stone to create the Ancestor Spirit World.
They were tall and hazy figures standing in the red light, like giants that could support the heavens and the earth.
There were twenty-seven of them, and these twenty-seven masters of creation were the leaders who led the last of the masters of creation race through countless dangers to create the Paramita World.
Every race had many heroes that contributed their wisdom and lives for their people. The masters of creation were no exception.
At the most dangerous moment of the masters of creation, a group of inspirational masters of creation appeared and took the initiative to shoulder the heavy burden. They sacrificed themselves to fight the Grand Emperor, trapping him in the supreme consciousness realm.
After that, a group of heroes of creation appeared and led the remaining people to escape the pursuit to cross the desert to the end of the Great Void....
They were the ones who built the Void Bridge and the three magical rooms there. They led the remaining clansmen to open up the other side.
They were also the ones who had fused themselves with the Grand Primordium Origin Stone when they knew they were going to die after exhausting their powers, turning into the Ancestor Spirit World. Even after death, they wanted to protect their clansmen.
.. to the end..... to the point, to to the end, to to the extent of to to to be able.. Even Celestial Celestial, Celestial, and Celestial....
"A person worthy of respect." Qin Mu was filled with deep veneration.
Divine King Lang Wo put him down and used her consciousness to awaken these ancient masters of creation. She told them about the holy infant.
The 27 masters of creation woke up. Obscure consciousnesses intertwined and collided with each other as they exchanged their views.
Qin Mu stood in the void, feeling uneasy.
He even suspected that if these ancient consciousnesses wanted to kill him, would Divine King Lang Wo be able to stop them?
Would these 27 masters of creation listen to Divine King Lang Wo's words?
A majestic thought rippled gently and transformed into a voice that reverberated in the Ancestor Spirit World. Qin Mu felt countless gazes landing on his body at that instant, seeing through everything about him. He had no secrets to speak of.
"It's absurd for a person of another race to become the holy infant of the masters of creation. However, the prophecy isn't groundless. The ancestors of the ancestral court didn't say that the holy infant was definitely a master of creation. "
The grand consciousness said calmly, "Since the divine king and the clansmen sent you here, you must have something special that can convince them."
Another grand consciousness said, "However, the holy infant carries the wisdom of our race. Not only does he have to face our enemies, but he also has to lead our race to prosperity. We have some questions for you to answer and see if you have such wisdom. "
Qin Mu agreed.
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