Ren Zu stood in front of the stone tablet and was silent for a long time.
In the past, the nine ancestors shouldered the hopes of the common people and fought bravely against the Sacred Mountain.
Unfortunately, they failed countless lives who sacrificed themselves.
The nine ancestors were scattered and annihilated!
In front of him, it was unknown who built the cenotaph.
It was filled with empty graves.
However...
The nine ancestors of that year were all buried.
Why were there only eight cenotaph?
Among them, there was Ren Zu, the dragon ancestor, the heavenly book ancestor, and so on.
But only one ancestor was missing.
Ren Zu gently touched the heavenly book ancestor’s Tombstone and let out a silent sigh.
In the desolate twilight.
The Giant’s lonely sigh.
Seemed to echo in the era of helplessness and low complaints.
At this moment.
The nine-colored light blotted out the sky and covered a pitch-black corner.
Ren Zu raised his head.
