Chapter 652

"These are the traces left behind by a great war."

Lin Moyu was shocked for a long time before he finally stepped into the pavilion.

The pavilion possessed the characteristics of the Shenxia Empire, or perhaps it should be said that the Shenxia Empire possessed the characteristics of the pavilion, much like a cultural inheritance.

It belonged neither to this era nor the previous one.

The [Primordial Secret Realm] was ancient and impossible to trace.

If Lin Moyu were to describe it, many characteristics from ancient Huaxia could also be seen in the pavilion.

After stepping into the pavilion, he scanned the four wooden pillars, but found nothing.

The pavilion had no seats or tables, which was somewhat peculiar.

Finally, on the ground in the center of the pavilion, Lin Moyu saw a palm print.

"This must be it."

Lin Moyu pressed his palm onto it, and a suction force emerged, causing his soul power to uncontrollably drill into the palm print.

The pavilion suddenly lit up.

A law silently drilled into Lin Moyu's body and entered his Soul World.

This law was extremely subtle, almost to the point of being undetectable.

If it had been any other Professional, they certainly would not have been able to discover it.

However, Lin Moyu felt it clearly, and subsequently saw it through his own soul.

This law flew toward his soul, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was good or evil.

Lin Moyu's soul was incomparably pure, and naturally, he would not allow foreign forces to enter.

The nine-colored dragon soul crystal coiled around his body let out a dragon's roar, pounced forward, and swallowed the law in one gulp.

It seemed to chew on it a few times before spitting the law back out, spraying it onto Lin Moyu's soul.

After being chewed by it, the law had already turned into pure soul power.

Lin Moyu felt that his soul level seemed to have improved.

Because he was already at the god-level soul tier, the improvement was not significant.

If it had been a Professional of another level, they would have at least improved their soul level by half a rank to a full rank.

"It seems this law is the key to erasing memories."

"The law is responsible for erasing the memories in the secret realm, while the soul power contained within the law serves as a reward for those who enter the secret realm."

"This is truly fair. Regardless of the assessment results in the secret realm, one can obtain a decent reward."

"If one passes the assessment, the memories in the secret realm will not be erased and can be brought out of the secret realm."

"However, those few people who passed the assessment refused to speak about what happened in the secret realm. How strange!"

Increasing one's soul is extremely difficult, so being able to receive such a reward is quite good.

The vast majority of people cannot keep the [Primordial Rune], so being able to exchange it for an improvement in soul level can be considered a worthwhile trip.

Lin Moyu naturally would not be satisfied with this; he still wanted to keep the [Primordial Rune], or at least keep one of them.

Feeling the nine-colored dragon soul crystal coiled outside his soul, he realized once again how extraordinary it was.

It could not only defend against soul attacks but also resist laws.

With it, the safety of his soul was greatly improved.

Perhaps the function of the nine-colored dragon soul crystal was not limited to this, and there were many functions he had yet to discover.

After all, it was a supreme treasure of the Dragon race, far more powerful than he had imagined.

Lin Moyu already knew that if there were no accidents, all his memories in the secret realm would not be affected.

This remained true even if the secret realm challenge failed.

Chapter 626: Secrets of the Ancient Era, Purple Qi Billowing for Hundreds of Millions of Miles

Lin Moyu withdrew his hand and stood in the pavilion, watching the changes quietly.

The pavilion shimmered, and standing within it, one seemed to hear the roars of dragons and tigers.

There even seemed to be the sounds of battle, with weapons clashing.

The [Primordial Secret Realm] was not dangerous; no one had ever had an accident in the [Primordial Secret Realm], so Lin Moyu was not worried in the slightest.

He was simply curious about what the [Primordial Secret Realm] was hiding by using laws as a means to prevent people from knowing what happened inside.

Was it something that could not be made public, or were others not worthy of knowing?

Both possibilities existed, and one could only understand by experiencing it.

Lin Moyu was waiting now, waiting for the answer to appear.

The light became brighter and brighter, and Lin Moyu discovered that the pavilion had disappeared, and he was currently in the starry sky of the universe.

In the cosmic galaxy, countless stars and worlds flashed before his eyes.

Countless experts appeared in the starry sky, each one terrifyingly boundless.

Although they were merely illusory images, Lin Moyu knew he was only an onlooker.

Yet he could clearly feel that if these experts wanted to kill him, they wouldn't even need to move; a single glance would be enough to kill him hundreds or thousands of times over.

His so-called Undead Legion, various life-saving skills, and resurrection skills were all worthless.

But in the scene, tens of millions of experts were joining forces, each with a tense expression, seemingly waiting for something.

Until, in the depths of the starry sky, a person appeared.

These invincible experts tensed up one after another, and rolling killing intent rose from their bodies.

"Interception!"

"So many invincible experts joining forces to intercept the other party."

"Who is that person? To be so strong that it requires so many invincible experts to join forces, and for them to be so nervous!"

The figure in the depths of the starry sky approached rapidly.

In Lin Moyu's line of sight appeared an old man in green robes. He could not see the old man's face clearly, but he knew this was an old man.

The old man wore green robes, his long hair flying, riding a green ox as he stepped into the starry sky.

"The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao!"

"The highest good is like water, which benefits all things and does not contend!"

"The Tao gave birth to One, One gave birth to Two, Two gave birth to Three, Three gave birth to all things!"

As Lin Moyu saw the old man, the sound of chanting echoed in his ears.

The old man rode the green ox, seemingly slow but actually fast, crossing the starry sky in the blink of an eye.

Wherever he passed, the invincible experts died silently.

Some were reduced to ashes, others fell upon the stars; not a single one survived.

Even those who tried to flee were like people stuck in a quagmire, unable to escape.

In an instant, thousands of invincible experts all died.

The old man did not even glance at them.

Purple qi billowed from the old man, boundless and infinite, as he disappeared into the starry sky.

Wherever he passed, the blood of experts flowed, turning into a path of stars, full of killing intent, vast and grand.

Lin Moyu was shocked, shocked beyond measure.

Such a fantastical scene appearing before his eyes caused his mind to be greatly shaken.

If it were someone else, their mind might have collapsed.

Lin Moyu's shock did not stop there; it was even more so because of the sentences he heard in his ears.

"This is… the *Tao Te Ching*."

"How could I hear the *Tao Te Ching*?"

When he first obtained the [Primordial Rune] and saw the 'Soldier' character, recognizing it as similar to ancient Huaxia characters, he was already incredibly surprised.

Now, he had even heard the *Tao Te Ching* in the [Primordial Secret Realm].

He became even more convinced that this place was connected to ancient Huaxia.

"Huaxia, Shenxia Empire, Divine Dragon, characters…"

"Purple qi billowing in the starry sky, *Tao Te Ching*…"

"There was a legend that when Laozi went west through Hangu Pass, purple qi billowed for three thousand miles."

"The old man on the green ox, chanting the *Tao Te Ching*, with the same billowing purple qi; could this invincible old man be Laozi?"

One question after another kept sprouting up.

Lin Moyu felt his head aching; he never expected that he would witness such a thing.

He did not doubt the authenticity of the scene at all, instinctively believing it to be true.

Just as Lin Moyu was puzzled, the scene before him disappeared.

In the starry sky, two large characters appeared, each as large as a star system, occupying a large portion of the starry sky.

So-called planets and stars were as small as eggs in front of these characters.

The two large characters were shining brightly, rotating and floating in the starry sky.

The two large characters were exactly the [Primordial Rune] he had mastered: the 'Soldier' character and the 'Person' character.

Actually, these two characters were different from the fonts he had learned, yet he could recognize them at a glance.

Just like the traditional and simplified Chinese characters in Huaxia's past, many people cannot write traditional characters or have never learned them, but when they see them, they can recognize them.

This is the inheritance of the cultural lineage.

The two glowing characters kept jumping before his eyes, revealing an indescribable, vast aura.

"Even older than ancient Huaxia characters."

"The characters contain laws, incredibly powerful laws, stronger than anything I have seen before."

Lin Moyu silently read the two characters, and the starry sky shook violently.

The back of his hand felt slightly hot, and the [Primordial Rune] on it began to glow, resonating with them.

The next second, the two ancient and vast characters shattered with a boom in front of Lin Moyu, turning into countless light spots that drilled into Lin Moyu's body.

The light spots occupied every corner of Lin Moyu's body, and even his soul was occupied.

This time, the nine-colored dragon soul crystal did not react at all, allowing the light spots to enter.

This indicated that the light spots were not dangerous and would not cause any harm to his soul.

The scene before Lin Moyu changed rapidly, and the sounds of slaughter reached his ears. The nauseating smell of blood drilled in, making Lin Moyu feel deeply uncomfortable.

Lin Moyu considered himself to be decisive in killing; he had leveled up all the way here, killing quite a few monsters and enemies alike.

He could be considered to have waded through a sea of blood.

Especially when facing the Dragon race, he killed them in batches.

What kind of scenes had he not experienced? He had long since grown accustomed to the scent of blood.

Even so, he had never seen such a terrifying aura of blood, which made even someone like him, who had been tempered through hardship, want to vomit.

Suddenly, a drop of blood fell from the sky and hit his head.

His vision turned completely red, and not just red—the red was tinged with purple.

The smell of blood entering his nasal cavity became even more intense, and he almost couldn't help but vomit on the spot.

Lin Moyu immediately sealed his sense of smell and wiped the fresh blood from his eyes.

But even with his sense of smell closed, the smell of blood still drilled in in waves, infiltrating everywhere.