Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1130 - 337: [I’ve Never Seen a Saint?]
Previously on Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!...
A deep sense of curiosity bubbled within Chen Yan. He felt a restless anticipation, much like waiting for the next installment of a captivating drama. Having just finished the saga of the "Khalessi" Empress, he yearned to uncover what lay beyond. The emergence of a council system, signifying a division and transfer of imperial authority, hinted at further societal evolution!
He pondered the future trajectory of this "unknown race's" civilization after transcending feudalism. Would it adopt a constitutional monarchy? A democratic parliament? Or perhaps some other system entirely? Would an industrial revolution ignite, dramatically reshaping productivity? Would a technological explosion occur, propelling their standards thousands of years forward in a mere instant? Would concepts like steam engines, internal combustion engines, and subsequently, advancements in weaponry, emerge?
Following this historical arc, such developments seemed almost inevitable! Even if not identical, something profoundly similar was bound to surface. This was the unyielding march of history itself!
He felt assured that this civilization was destined for an even more glorious and prosperous epoch!
For three years and four months, within this realm where time flowed differently, Chen Yan had immersed himself in the history of this "unknown race." During this extensive period, a profound emotional connection had undeniably formed with them. It was akin to the deep ties one develops with characters and narratives after following a serialized novel for three years!
Moreover, Chen Yan firmly believed that the Night Eye Tribe, the Hunting Tiger Tribe, the Earth Worshiping Tribe, and the Unified Dynasty were not mere figments of imagination but had truly existed! He was driven to discover their ultimate fate, whether they had ascended to a higher level of civilization. Had they embraced the era of advanced weaponry? Had they instituted more sophisticated societal structures? Had they developed computers, leading to a civilization mirroring the modern world with its towering skyscrapers and spacecraft?
Yet, the eighth underground level, the supposed final stratum, was utterly vacant!
At this precise moment, Chen Yan's feelings mirrored that of an eight-year viewer of "Game of Thrones," clicking to watch the final episode, only to be met with the taunting words: "Haha, you've been tricked, there's nothing here!"
Perhaps, if the actual final episode of "Game of Thrones" season eight had been like this, it might have been a blessing in disguise. In Chen Yan's opinion, that last installment was so abysmal it was practically non-existent, and its absence would have been preferable! Regardless, this did not prevent Chen Yan from standing at the entrance of the level, gazing at the desolate hall, feeling utterly deceived!
He quickly strode into the hall on the eighth underground level, oblivious to the door silently sealing shut behind him.
Upon reaching the hall's center, Chen Yan experienced an unexpected sense of relief. It wasn't entirely devoid of content; a modest stone cabinet was affixed to one of the surrounding walls. Though diminutive in size, merely three to five meters in length and not reaching the ceiling like its counterparts on other levels, it stood in stark contrast to the colossal cabinets of the preceding floors, appearing almost miniature in comparison.
Chen Yan eagerly approached for a closer look. The initial sight that greeted him was a collection of leather scrolls. This discovery momentarily stunned Chen Yan.
It was evident that during the era of the Unified Dynasty's Empress, the civilization had achieved a considerable level of advancement, having long since abandoned leather scrolls as a medium for recording information. These scrolls seemed incongruous with that period.
Indeed, after retrieving one and rapidly scanning a few lines, Chen Yan's expression shifted to one of profound disappointment. What was inscribed within pertained to the history of the Black Wood Tribe.
The Ghost Race's Black Wood Tribe! The initial lines described the momentous gathering when the first Cave Master of the Black Wood Tribe joined forces with eighteen other tribes to establish the Ghost Race. Although Chen Yan had never encountered this information before, he found himself utterly uninterested at that moment.
He continued his search within the cabinet, examining various leather scrolls. To his continued dismay, every single one chronicled the history of the Black Wood Tribe. It detailed their tribal warfare, their subjugation of those who disregarded the ancestors' sacred authority, and their ceremonial practices...
"Sigh..." Chen Yan let out a sigh, placing the leather scrolls back. He then turned, surveying the empty hall, and found himself lost in contemplation.
Was there truly no further record of that "unknown race's" civilization? Where had their journey led them? To what destination? Where did they truly exist, perhaps within the Domain Realm? In what era did they reside?If these beings truly once inhabited the Domain Realm, then what led to their utter extinction and disappearance? How did the very same Domain Realm devolve into its current desolate state? Wait, could it be that these records do not pertain to the Domain Realm's true 'ancient times'? · Originally captivated by the unfolding narrative, Chen Yan found himself with no further plot points to anticipate. He could only heave a sigh before heaving a stone bench over to perch upon. After a period of absentminded staring, he procured a bottle of beer and commenced to savoring it, one sip at a time. With a final, drawn-out exhalation, a palpable sense of relief washed over his features. Chen Yan then reached for the initial leather scroll positioned atop the stone cabinet, his eyes meticulously scanning the history of the 'Black Wood Tribe' from beginning to end. Perhaps this was indeed the authentic chronicle meant to be discovered within this very locale—considering, of course, that this was once the ancestral grounds of the Black Wood Tribe.