What a shame

  After a great deal of hard searching, Lin Xu found a mysterious substance at the bottom of the water pool that was dozens of times heavier than gold.

  Undoubtedly, within this world, no normal substance can possess such a terrifying high density. From this, it can be inferred that either this thing is an extraterrestrial visitor, also known as a heavenly treasure, or it is a condensed masterpiece refined through special craftsmanship. Of course, Lin Xu personally thinks there is a third possibility, that this stone is a relic left over from the shocking event 300 years ago.

  With the important discovery floating to the surface, Lin Xu stood by the misty and mysterious pond, rejoicing at having found evidence to verify his conjecture.

  Just then, a familiar premonition struck, and Lin Xu inexplicably widened his eyes to stare at the stone in his hand, exclaiming in surprise:

  "This is... I'm in trouble again, and it's this move once more!"

  "Boom——"

  It was like a bomb wrapped in infinite information exploding in Lin Xu's sea of consciousness, and in an instant, countless messages turned into a flood of water pouring out, leaving him barely able to hold on, struggling to maintain a thread of clear mind, not being completely engulfed by the torrent of information.

  Time had passed unknowingly for how long, Lin Xu slowly regained consciousness, his forehead was covered in cold sweat that had already soaked the bluestone slab beneath his feet.

  Looking back on the years after the plane crash, Lin Xü was fortunate to have inherited the divine position of Huo Mountain. The previous mountain god, who had long since passed away, also transmitted a large amount of information into his consciousness through unknown means. To this day, Lin Xü has not fully digested this rich legacy, and the occasional bouts of headache still remind him of it.

  Compared to the legacy of the previous Mount Hua God, the information from this meteorite is chaotic and disorganized, with no thread to be found, nor does it seem like any god intentionally left it behind.

  Applying Lin Xupai's impolite words, these messages are simply a pile of garbage, with all sorts of miscellaneous things. From the smallest special incense blending formula, auspicious patterned embroidery designs, and architectural drawings, to formal documents such as memorials to the heavenly court, and even incomplete chapters on qigong practices, mixed in with unclassifiable memory fragments. In short, this stuff is chaotic, with only what you can't think of not being there, but useless things outnumbering useful ones by countless times.

  In Lin Xu's view, it would be more accurate to say that the message contained in this stone is not a relic of some deity, but rather the collective memory of those short-lived ghosts who fell together in that shocking event, recalling their group memories at the moment of their demise.

  The hard work of many days has finally paid off, but it's still too early to be happy for Lin Xu. Trying to find valuable content in these massive piles of disorganized messages is like looking for a needle in a haystack, or even more daunting, searching the entire galaxy for an ordinary rock.

  "Okay, I found it, this is..."

  Huàshēn gave up all other tasks, focusing on meditation in the temporary cave, constantly categorizing and filtering out the garbage information. After a hundred days of hard work, Lín Xù finally found a clue, and then used it as a template to gradually organize similar messages, processing and restoring the memory fragments he was interested in in the sea of consciousness.

  When all the preparations were ready, Lin Xuan took a deep breath and began to comprehend. At this time, a face that seemed ordinary and unremarkable appeared in Lin Xuan's sea of consciousness. The first glance at this slightly blurry image made Lin Xuan completely ignore the facial features, and those indescribable blood-red pupils were enough to attract all the attention of the observer. It was a deep crimson color that was unparalleled in the world, as if it was burning the black flames of sinners' souls in the depths of hell, or like an endless ocean formed by the gathering of countless fresh blood.

  Lin Xujing gazed quietly at the non-human eyes, as if a chill ran through his entire body from the bottom of his heart. Before he came back to himself, in a daze, he only heard a strange sound like a file scraping against an ice cube echoing in his mind, saying in a tone that was extremely resentful:

  "Wait for me, I will definitely come. The future master of this realm must be our Cthulhu tribe, and you guys will only become the scum that emerges in the endless void."

  This short, chilling message was spoken in a strange language that Lin Xu had never heard before. Through the original owner's lingering memory, he indirectly understood the other person's resentful parting words. What left an indelible impression on him was the speaker's eyes, which seemed to be burning with a fiery soul. The cold intent emanating from them appeared to be able to freeze one's soul, yet it was so intense that it seemed capable of incinerating all living things. It was truly terrifying.

  "They will come again."

  Savoring the oath left behind by the defeated and helpless retreat, Lin Xu unconsciously spoke out loud. This was also his first real awareness that on a certain day in the future, what kind of terrifying and powerful enemy would appear before him.

  In the past, the native gods and heavenly demons who actively confronted these outsiders in the endless void have long since withered away. Without special circumstances, this realm will not be able to organize a counterattack of the same scale to defend against the invasion of external gods and demons within hundreds of years. It was probably because they realized it wasn't worth it that the Heavenly Court took such an indifferent stance, abandoning them, which led to the entire realm falling into a state of decline and defeat.

  Nowadays, this piece of land is weak and feeble like a fish on the chopping board, quietly waiting for the arrival of the chef.

  Humans are the cutting board, and I am the fish to be sliced. It's self-evident that if these powerful enemies return one day, the ones who will bear the brunt of it will be the gods who cannot escape this realm.

  The demons from outside the domain suffered a crushing defeat and humiliation in their previous invasion, Lin Xu had no doubt that they would take all cruel means to deal with the defeated, thereby washing away the anger and shame in their hearts.

  If he didn't want to fall into the miserable situation where his life and death were controlled by others, Lin Xu knew that from this moment on, he had to prepare for the next divine battle, whether it was spiritually or physically. This wasn't an intentionally sensationalized prophecy, but an unavoidable fate war. Facing such a inevitable outcome where not fighting would mean death, being optimistic was an unforgivable mistake.

  After Lin Xu's surging emotions gradually subsided, he turned his attention to the stone in his hand, which could be called a "fossil", a more fitting term.

  A substance like this, purely composed of the remnants of gods and demons and condensed resentment, undoubtedly has great utility value.

  The message from this piece of "fossil" not only taught Lin Xu a lot of esoteric knowledge that he didn't know before, but also gave him the opportunity to learn and broaden his horizons on some aspects of cultivation methods and alchemy. Even if many things were useless to Lin Xu himself, taking them out in the future to recruit helpers would be a good bargaining chip.

  This matter has not yet settled, in the following days, in order to strengthen his own strength and prepare for the next divine war, Lin Xu delayed other work at hand, and suddenly transferred nearly a hundred avatars from Huainan, continuing for several months without sleep or rest, sparing no effort to turn the entire Jibei County upside down. After that, he was still not satisfied, and simply expanded the search scope to more than a dozen counties centered on Mount Tai.

  North to the river, south to the Wei River, east to the sea, west to the Daxie Marshland, every inch of land within the search area was not let go easily, and all were carefully searched through like a sieve several times.

  After all the hard work, Lin Xu finally harvested a two-digit number of divine demon corpses. Although he still coveted those similar items that might exist in the Qin Empire's treasury, for now, Lin Xu didn't have the power to directly challenge the empire, so he could only patiently wait for the day when the Qin Empire would collapse, and then take action at the right moment.

  In the old mountain temple under Tianzhu Mountain, the warm sunlight of the afternoon filled the courtyard, Lin Xu was leisurely drinking tea and fiddling with the rows of dark green stones neatly arranged on the stone table.

  "What should this thing be called?"

  Recently, I've been busy for too long and suddenly have some free time, Lin Xu can't help but feel a bit bored, and actually thought of naming these stone formations made up of divine demon remains. It's really boring.

  After a moment of contemplation, Lin Xuan suddenly recalled the memory of his divine consciousness entering the stone, which seemed to have spanned countless lifetimes. He couldn't help but exclaim:

  "Time flies, a hundred years pass by, but have you ever remembered the stone monument that left its name? Don't forget the past, today's affairs are like a sudden glance at life. Hmm, it should be called the Three Lives Stone, shouldn't it?"

  Lin Xu continued to fiddle with these avatars that had been painstakingly brought back, continuing to ponder their uses.

  Whether it's the divine body of a god or the physique of a giant demon, both are almost indestructible compared to the mortal flesh and blood. Even so, in the face of an enormous destructive force beyond human imagination, whether it's a god or a demon, they would still end up becoming the cold stone that Lin Xuan is currently holding and playing with. So what can this thing be used for besides storing a large amount of garbage information to choose from? This is indeed something that Lin Xuan needs to consider carefully.

  Jiang Family Temple Land Gate Front

  "Have seen the yellow earth."

  Lin Xuhuan had personally come out to pay his respects, and Jiang Jiaji's landlord, Huang Shiren, had also welcomed him at the door early in the morning. After exchanging greetings, Huang Shiren, who was dignified and elegant with a long beard, stroked his whiskers and said:

  "Oh, how did my virtuous nephew have the time to specially come to this humble temple of mine?"

  Hearing this, Lin Xu smiled and said:

  "Oh, I was thinking of asking you to try something out, let's go inside and talk about it."

  "Hehehe, please come in."

  Both sides sat down as host and guest, Lin Xu took out a piece of San Sheng stone from his sleeve and handed it to Huang Shi Ren. As soon as he took the stone, he felt an unusual sensation in his hand, Huang Shi Ren immediately stood up, his face showing surprise, saying:

  "This is..."

  Seeing this, Lin Xu's expression was determined as he tapped his leg and explained:

  "This is a divine demon's flesh and blood transformation, as hard as gold and stone. If you try to probe it with your divine sense, you can read the message within."

  Upon hearing this, Huang Shiren carefully examined the situation and after a while, he suddenly let out a loud cry, which startled Lin Xu. The Earth God Huang Shiren shouted:

  "No wonder I found it familiar! Isn't this the Three Lives Stone?"

  This time Lin Xu was shocked and jumped up, asking:

  "What? You say this thing is a San Sheng Stone?"

  "That's natural, I've been to the underworld thousands of times, and that Three Lives Stone at Naihe Bridge, I've seen it countless times. How could I mistake it? Do you think I'm an old fool? It's just that the two are much different in size..."

  At the sound, Lin Xu's expression also froze at this moment, and now he was really a bit muddled. Under Huang Shi-ren's questioning voice, he hesitated for a few moments and didn't continue. Unbeknownst to him, Lin Xu's heart was churning like a stormy sea at this moment.

  PS: Forwarding continues, two updates today. Hehe, Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, let's use red tickets to smash crabs!