These skeletons all look similar, with fresh bloodstains remaining on them, as if they had just died.
The sheer number was enough to make even the well-traveled Xue An slightly change color.
"These are not real skeletons, but manifestations of indomitable Divine Sense!" Xue An said solemnly.
"Indomitable Divine Sense?" The Giant Serpent man was somewhat astonished.
Xue An nodded, then proceeded forward into this sea of skeletons.
Once inside, the oppressive feeling brought by this boundless sea of skeletons became even more palpable.
At least the Giant Serpent man’s face turned as pale as paper; even though he had no physical body, he clung tightly to Xue An’s side, as if this would bring him some warmth.
Yet Xue An’s expression became increasingly solemn and somber as he struck out boldly forward.
It’s unclear how long they walked, but suddenly, a towering mountain emerged ahead in the sea of skeletons.
Upon nearing it, the Giant Serpent man was startled to find that it was not a mountain at all, but a throne built from countless skeletons!
Moreover, a vast and immeasurable Divine Sense currently emanated from this White Bone Throne.
This Divine Sense was no less than Xue An’s, causing the Giant Serpent man’s body to tremble and dissipate.
"Help me, my lord!" he screamed in a hoarse voice.
Xue An, with a face as calm as water, stretched his hand and rolled him into a ball, storing him away.
Then he took a deep breath and continued striding towards the White Bone Throne.
With each step he took, waves of ripples appeared in the void beneath his feet, growing more intense with each stride.
Yet Xue An’s pace showed no sign of slowing, not even a change in speed, as he kept walking bravely.
This White Bone Throne appeared close but was in fact extremely far away.
Even for someone with Xue An’s speed, it took a long while to reach the foot of the throne.
Only upon getting close could one truly appreciate the grandeur and magnitude of this White Bone Mountain.
Just standing at the foot of the mountain, the solemn and oppressive aura is enough to make those with weaker Heart Realm kneel on the spot.
Yet Xue An merely glanced up, then turned to ascend, his footsteps unceasing as he climbed upward.
Being a form of Divine Sense, the gravitational pull of the Black Hole was ineffective on Xue An.
Thus, whether moving forward or upward, it was merely a direction for Xue An.
The height of the White Bone Throne was astonishingly great, but soon Xue An arrived at its top platform.
When his feet touched the ground, Xue An gazed far and wide, and before him was an endless White Bone Wasteland, starkly contrasting with the surrounding pitch-black void.
Xue An did not move; he merely stood quietly, his face suddenly showing a plex and indescribable expression.
There was sadness, anger, but mostly solemnity and reverence.
After a long while, he finally lifted his hand and gently cut open his palm.
Blood flowed, dripping onto the White Bone Wasteland.
Instantly, the blood seeped into it.
Then, in a mere moment, the White Bone Throne beneath him emitted a thunderous roar.
It was as if... some enormous presence was awakening.
"Who dares awaken me from endless slumber?" A deep roar echoed out from the void.
Xue An raised his head and slowly said, "Descendant of the Hua Clan, paying respects to the ancestor of the Hua Clan!"
As soon as he spoke, the roaring sound abruptly ceased, and the White Bone Wasteland began to ripple like a soft water surface.
Soon, a white giant emerged from within.
Yet this giant, formed from condensed bones, held its head in its hand instead of on its neck.
This head, with hair and beard bristling, although long dead, still exuded unmatched majesty.
"Hua Clan... It’s been a long time since I heard that term, I even forgot who I was!" the giant murmured to itself, seemingly lost in thought.
Seeing its body, Xue An’s whole being slightly trembled, then he lowered his head again, speaking in a tone mixed with a slight tremor yet infinite reverence.
"Descendant of the Hua Clan, paying respects to the Ancient War God, Xing Tian!"
With these words, Xue An kneeled on one knee, performing a warrior’s salute.
Once he finished speaking, the giant finally remembered something and erupted into wild laughter.
"Xing Tian! That’s right, my name is Xing Tian! Boy, I finally know why you seemed familiar to me—it’s because you carry the aura of that old Zhu Rong! Are you his successor?"
Xue An raised his head, and a flame emerged before them, the Zhu Rong Fire Seed he obtained from the remnants of Mount Bu Zhou.
"I am the disciple who accidentally obtained this Zhu Rong’s fire, not his successor!"
Indeed!
This white giant that appeared here was one of Huaxia’s ancient ancestors, known as Xing Tian, the War God.
In Huaxia’s ancient legends, Xing Tian was an invincible giant existing since the birth of heaven and earth, who later battled the Yellow Emperor and was beheaded.
Nonetheless, he remained defiant and danced wielding a shield and axe.
Yet who would have thought that Xing Tian’s remnants would appear in this Black Hole?
After listening to Xue An’s words, Xing Tian’s tone suddenly carried a trace of sorrow.
"Indeed, I should have thought that even I have bee this ghostly figure, how could Zhu Rong be excused!"
Speaking thus, he looked at Xue An, "For tens of thousands of years, I’ve been slumbering here, never imagining that a Hua Clan descendant would arrive. How fares the Hua Clan outside now?"
Xue An was silent for a moment, then narrated roughly what had transpired outside.
Upon hearing that the Hua Clan had retreated to their ancestral land ten thousand years ago, suffering a catastrophe thereafter, Xing Tian cursed furiously.
"Fools, all of them are fools! They abandoned the Sky Beyond the Skies, hid in the ancestral lands, and let evil beings take advantage of them—what a bunch of fools!"
Xue An’s gaze flashed, then he asked in a deep voice, "Master of War, why have you slumbered here? What are these bones?"
Xing Tian sighed deeply, "These bones are the heroic spirits who fought alongside me back then! As for why I slumbered here... it’s a long story!"
Following Xing Tian’s account, Xue An finally learned the specific events.
It turns out that the Hua Clan of yesteryears was at the height of prosperity, not only occupying The Multiverse but also having Sky Beyond the Skies as their territory.
At that time, Sky Beyond the Skies and The Multiverse were originally one, with no distinction between inside and outside.
But as inevitably happens, after reaching the peak, the Hua Clan began to decline due to reasons even Xing Tian couldn’t prehend.
Yet despite the decline, the Hua Clan remained the undisputed largest clan.
But just as it was at its height, mysterious evil beings appeared out of nowhere, triggering the first epic battle.
In this battle, having been unprepared and lacking understanding of the evils, the Hua Clan suffered heavy losses.
But the Hua Clan had countless Deities and talents at the time, soon launching a frenzied counterattack and eventually securing their position.
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