179: A history awaiting revival!

It was impossible for Shanjun not to have paid attention to the Black Mist, but circumstances hadn't provided it with much convenience.

As a result, it hadn't had the energy to deal with it.

But things were different now; it had time.

Plus, it had Ye Su as a 'teammate'.

Its relationship with Ye Su was very ambiguous.

From a standpoint of interest, Ye Su's death would be cause for it to celebrate for three days straight.

But if they had to face the same enemy, it believed the best partner was Ye Su.

Because he was strong enough, and because he was cunning enough.

Such a teammate had enough power to stand by its side.

At least he wouldn't be like Xiongxiong back then, blowing the whole situation up in an instant.

spring equinox is a good solar term.

But Tomb Sweeping Day—exploring the Black Mist was necessary.

As the humans say, 'If a man does not think of the distant future, he will find sorrow near at hand!'

"When do we leave?"

Shanjun asked.

"How about right now?"

"Fine."

Shanjun didn't want Ye Su staying with the Yao Race either; otherwise, it would always feel a bit uneasy.

Afterward.

The two of them set off immediately.

In the distance, the Albatross lowered its head while eating seafood.

It seemed to be saying, 'You can't see me, you can't see me'.

It was not willing to go on an official mission!

Lying down was so much more comfortable.

The result satisfied it; sure enough, Ye Su didn't grab it for hard labor.

---Central Java, Indonesia.

This was the volcanic group on the side of the Indians, and it used to be a Black Mist Zone.

Now, however, the sky was clear for ten thousand miles, with no sign of the Black Mist's existence.

An ape and a tiger arrived through the air, rushing directly toward the volcanic crater without any hesitation.

After the eruption, some magma still remained at the bottom of the volcano.

High temperatures and toxic gases filled the air.

But the two were powerful enough.

Ye Su was permanently in the third stage, while Shanjun was permanently in the Second Stage, though switching to the third stage in an instant was no difficult task.

This environment was not enough to affect the two of them.

"Look, there's a karst cave over there. There seems to be some power preventing the karst cave from being filled with magma."

Shanjun's expression was grim.

The bottom of a volcano is one thing, but having a karst cave is just too much.

It was almost explicitly saying: 'Come, there's something here'.

Damn.

Is there really a Deus Ex Machina setup?

Ye Su's expression was equally unsightly.

Don't mess around.

Planet Blue is a new account.

If you play around like this, it will be hard for everyone to survive!

"Let's go take a look."

"Alright!"

The two traveled together; before they could confirm if other races were about to descend, they wouldn't turn on each other.

In fact, the more obvious the traces of other races, the more united the two became!

After entering the karst cave, the two continued deeper.

Inside the karst cave, both sides were black basalt, as if narrating a long-standing history.

"I kind of want to go to Sakura Country now."

Ye Su's voice rang out.

"That Great Serpent is said to have jumped out of a volcano. Perhaps it has some information."

"Let's explore this side clearly first, then we can go find it."

Shanjun was also uneasy.

The older the history of this basalt karst cave, the greater the pressure it exerted on people.

Coupled with the disappearance of the Black Mist Zone—they kept heading down.

As they continued deeper, gradually, a faint black mist began to permeate the ground.

It was as if the entire Black Mist Zone had sunk deep underground.

Finally, the two arrived at a massive deep pit.

In this deep pit, the black mist formed a haze, with faint light and shadows flickering within it.

Looking closely, it was like a movie, constantly reenacting a certain segment of history.

Ye Su felt it deeply.

Because he had already manifested his Soul and had some understanding of Soul-attribute power.

Therefore, he could see these lights and shadows most clearly.

Sacrifices.

Clans.

Civilizations.

Rivers.

Shiva—a unique culture, mature bronzeware, and those strange city-states.

"Dravidians!"

"Ancient India!"

"This is history... history that is gradually coming back to life!"

Ye Su's face looked grim.

This global mutation was finally going to start flipping through human history and targeting various things from the past.

Soul Power was inherently the most enduring power, meaning it had an extremely long shelf life.

"Don't tell me that this kind of global mutation hasn't happened before in history—I can't take that kind of blow."

Ye Su was murmuring.

Buddhism of Ancient India.

Zeus of Ancient Greece.

Jehovah in the Bible.

And the myths of Ancient China.

Damn it.

You can't play like this!

"I have a bad feeling!"

Ye Su said.

"Me too!" Shanjun responded.

"This is a new era; these remnants of the old era should be kept pinned down for me!"

"This era shouldn't have a boat to carry them!"

"I'll go get some mushrooms from the Indians and fill this karst cave up."

"Then what about your Great Xia side..."

"I'll go get Great Xia's mushrooms and blow them all away!"

The two reached a unified opinion like never before.

Tomb Sweeping Day, honoring ancestors.

That was a good thing.

But if the ancestors really wanted to jump out, that would be bad.

Ancestors should stay in their spirit tablets.

How can they be by your side?

If they were really by your side, wouldn't that become a supernatural recovery?

"In your Great Xia, Tomb Sweeping Day is a solar term for honoring ancestors. Ye Su, you really are daring."

Shanjun laughed.

They needed to talk about some light topics.

The depths of this karst cave were too oppressive.

Dense Soul Power, and it seemed to be nurturing something unknown.

It wasn't that Ye Su hadn't thought about using Heaven Swallowing to absorb it, but he just thought about it.

One person absorbing it would simply be a drop in the bucket.

Don't make that joke.

"Don't get me wrong, if the ancestors were the First Emperor of Qin or Emperor Wu of Han, that would be something."

Ye Su said.

"I'm just afraid these ancestors can be traced back to the Mythological Era. If they bring some Great Tribulation, you won't be smiling anymore."

What ancestors passed down was spirit.

It was spirit that gave people the strength to forge ahead.

If it were an actual Immortal Master, then that would be..."

Wait...

Hold on!

timing, Geography, and People!

National Luck.

These illusory things were occupying an increasingly important position in this mutation.

At least in the previous solar terms, these illusory powers were practically dominant.

Then—could Tomb Sweeping Day be another kind of illusory power—Faith!

Because people's Sea of Consciousness was waiting to transform, waiting to manifest their Souls.

And the Power Of Faith was provided by the Soul.

The spring equinox solar term had seen a large amount of Soul-attribute power appear early on.

By Tomb Sweeping Day, this power would explode.

Powerful Professionals would manifest their Souls in a short period of time.

And a large number of Professionals manifesting their Souls would inadvertently reminisce about myths or ancestors.

In the unseen.

Power Of Faith would be born.

And so.

Those things that were illusory, non-existent, or once existed, would all be manifested into reality.

This was no joke.

Martial Arts have visualization objects.

If Faith produces visualization objects, isn't that very logical?

If it really were like this.

Then what exactly would these manifested things be?

Combined with what the letter from the future said about another path—Ye Su felt his hair stand on end in an instant!

Damn.

Divine Dao cultivation?

Feeding on Faith?

Protecting the race, generating incense, to allow one person to become a god?

'I... I damn well seem to be walking on this path!'

Ye Su's whole body was practically crawling.

His current status, the promotion by the officials.

Under the guidance of the letter from the future and the general trend of events.

It was practically a living God-Creation Project!