Once Fu Qingjun figured this out, he felt life had become manageable again.
A 70% chance of them becoming his allies, and a 30% chance of them being normal enemies? Could luck really be that bad for him?
Surely the heavens wouldn't be so against me?
Look at Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, who managed to eliminate his opponents right from the start; this must be the way of the world.
As for the content recorded on those slabs, it's not difficult to understand their meaning.
Prehistoric entities seem to have their own understanding of the universe, perceiving it as a dead thing, and themselves as the dead born from the dead.
They never truly lived, never genuinely possessed freedom.
Perhaps this is the meaning.
It's close enough.
"It seems historical mysteries are not too complicated."
Fu Qingjun continued walking through the dark forest, observing constantly, "However, this place is indeed too vast, making it difficult to find prehistoric existence."
