The crag appeared boundless.
Luo Feng was walking while looking at the records on it.
Even if one space master only represents one universe era, it's much more than 10,000 universe eras, he thought. Besides, lots of great beings here have lived for three universe eras. When the old space master dies, it will take a long time for the next master to find the black keepsake.
He kept reading them. Lots of great beings had left the engraving pictures of their techniques here. Apparently, they had devoted a great deal of energy to it, and they were formed by their best efforts. Even though Luo Feng had already reached the universe master level on the engraving path—and most of the techniques here had been left by universe masters, while only a few had been left by universe supreme masters—he was still amazed.
Techniques could be created this way? There were techniques like these?
Luo Feng walked under the crag, admiring the engravings.
