To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 385: Chapter 235: The End (Two More)_2

This Divine Skill was not easily resolved even by themselves; after all, it was enacted by so many people together, and it would take at least several decades to solve.

As for this, Fang Cheng’s head was not surprised either.

After all, he had previously speculated that some formidable existence had come here, even resurrecting the Disease Demon Lord and other Demon Lords. So, it was normal for these Immortals, in order to avoid the other party, to use the “Silent Time”.

Afterwards, to avoid the effects of “Silent Time”, they created an outer universe and hid within it, then prepared to make a comeback.

However, where did the Immortals in the outer universe go?

Fortunately, the words of the Supreme Heavenly Lord afterward answered his question.

“Although we escaped into the outer universe, those monsters began to specifically resurrect the Demon Lords who had been destroyed by Heavenly Lord Fang, and a large number of Demon Lords were revived. They used special Divine Skills to circumvent the effects of ‘Silent Time’ and traced our location. We were once again pursued by those fellows, and this sanctuary is the only building we were able to leave behind.”

“I’m sorry we cannot reveal our subsequent whereabouts, because we do not know whether you or the pursuers will arrive first. But you may use this place and establish it as a base to contact others.”

“Lastly, I apologize again because we truly are powerless to do more.”

Following that, the Supreme Heavenly Lord began to introduce the functions of this place.

When an individual powerful enough is born within a civilization, that individual will be drawn to this place, learn its coordinates, and then head here.

The Immortals originally intended this place to be a training ground for a new generation, but they had not anticipated that their pursuers would arrive so swiftly.

Therefore, they had no choice but to leave this place once again and continue to flee deeper into the unknown.

While Fang Cheng had learned about the past, he soon discovered that the clues ended here.

The fleeing Immortals had once more activated “Silent Time”, erasing all traces here, leaving only this place protected by The Array of the Four Images, without clearing all the information.

But according to the words of the Supreme Heavenly Lord, there should have been many Far Travelers here; why had he not seen a single one?

Suddenly, the illusion of the Far Traveler provided Fang Cheng with an answer.

The Far Traveler of that time arrived here and also heard the words of the Supreme Heavenly Lord.

These words, imbued with Immortal Spell, were understandable by any civilization, and the Far Travelers of animal and plant life were no exception.

Realizing that his journey’s end was this place, he looked around blankly, only to hear another voice afterwards.

“This is the Far Traveler, the tenth to arrive here.”

“My civilization has been destroyed; some kind of toxin blasted my civilization into chaos, and I am but an entity transcended from this chaos. Sadly, the Shadows then devoured the rest of my brethren, making me the last spark of our civilization.”

“I came here, thinking I could find others to seek aid from, but I arrived too late. The Immortals had already left, and I was beyond salvation.”

“You may be wondering why I am beyond salvation; it’s simple, the Far Travelers were actually contaminated long ago, all life still harboring contamination, only death could purify us. Our other brothers did not have long lives; before the toxin could erupt, they were already purified by death.”

“But Far Travelers are different.”

“After research, we discovered that Far Travelers live too long, and our powers too pure. With age, the toxins within us are likely to accumulate, eventually leading to an explosion.”

“This toxin is extremely peculiar, it pollutes me and the civilization I represent all over again. This time the contamination is not a trivial skirmish like that of the Shadows; it is a more pure and thorough destruction, also a destruction that will annihilate everything.”

“To prevent the world from being destroyed, there is only one method – we must die once.”

“This death may be eternal, our world may still be destroyed, but this is the only method we have researched. Before death, write down your name. If you don’t have one, then please give yourself one. Leave your name on the walls of the palace. Even if we are doomed, at least we leave something behind.”

This voice disappeared at this moment, but then, a completely different voice rang out.

“I am the thirty-first Far Traveler to arrive here, and I have something to say.”

“The words of the tenth Far Traveler can be trusted, we have verified it, the toxins are indeed accumulating, death is truly the only release, and it is an act that can shelter your civilization.”

“Leave your name behind, and you shall die here, with absolutely no pain. Your name will be etched on the wall eternally, as evidence that you existed.”

“In addition, you need to know one more thing, that is the power here is weakening.”

“The worlds of the outer cosmos are not solid, and after being pursued, the frequency of this world’s collapse has also increased. The great hall has gone through numerous collapses, it might be a coincidence, or perhaps the pursuers are searching for this place.”

“However, by leaving your name, your power will merge into the great hall, giving it a bit more time to gasp for air, at least until the next Far Traveler arrives and learns what problem they carry on their shoulders.”

“It is a tough decision, but I believe you can tell I’m speaking the truth. Become the light, then guide the successors to this place. For the continuation of our people, our deaths are necessary.”

“Finally, thank you for your sacrifice, the dead salute the ones about to die.”

The words of the thirty-first Far Traveler finally ended, and then it was the next one’s turn.

“I am the one hundred and sixty-seventh Far Traveler, my predecessor has already left a name, and now it’s my turn. When the toxin within me reaches a critical point, I too will leave my name.”

“The frequency of Far Travelers’ birth is getting lower and lower, meaning the civilizations that come here from the original universe are gradually dying out, and we do not have a good way to avoid this.”

“Of course, the outer cosmos is also very vast, perhaps somewhere Immortals have already joined forces with civilizations, and defeated the pursuers.”

“I added some functions to the names, and also gave myself a bit of hope. If a name is flickering with green light, it means the corresponding civilization still has a chance of being saved, the dimmer the green light, the more remote the hope. When the green light completely disappears, it means there is absolutely no hope left for that civilization.”

“If a powerful Immortal or Far Traveler comes here later, I hope you can lend us a hand in consideration that we are all intelligent beings. Of course, if you’re unable to even take care of yourselves, then it’s fine, just have a look at our names.”

“Lastly, have a look at our names, remember us, we were here.”

One after another, Far Travelers came here, leaving behind their names, leaving behind their voices.

Each name on the great hall is a final mark of a civilization, most of them have completely vanished, the civilizations have dispersed utterly, making this place as quiet as a graveyard.

But at least, they came, they yearned to be remembered, even if just through simple symbols, they hoped to have something of themselves preserved.

The Far Traveler of flora and fauna then quietly listened to all the messages.

He sat for a long time on the cushion of the great hall, his glowing body growing dimmer and dimmer.

Eventually, he stood up, extended a finger made of light, and touched a blank spot on the wall.

Only at this moment did he realize that he had no name.

After quietly pondering for a while, he finally chose a name for himself and left his name behind forever.

Shu Guang.

After writing his name, he felt his power fading away, everything about him merging into the great hall, becoming the force that reinforced the hall, that powered The Array of the Four Images.

He left no words behind, only quietly smiled while looking at the names shimmering with green light before he disappeared.

This, is the story of Shu Guang, the last Far Traveler.