I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1591 - 1595: Past and Future

"Master Dora? Which elder is that? I've never heard of him before." Drake looked at the strange circle in Zhang Menglong's hand; could this also be a high-grade magical treasure? Why does it look a bit unlike one?

"It's normal if you don't recognize him," Zhang Menglong laughed, "He is also from the Super World. His inventive abilities are rarely seen, always able to create some quirky gadgets. Though they might not be very powerful for fighting, they have very unique uses. He is also one of my teachers."

"No wonder Brother Zhang, you can invent such marvelous things like Heaven-shattering Thunder and Firecrackers. So you have such an amazing teacher!" Drake was stunned by Zhang Menglong's words and believed in the existence of Master Dora without any doubt.

"So, how do you use this thing?" Drake asked.

"This Penetration Ring can let you pass through any place without hindrance, even this thing is no exception!"

Zhang Menglong placed the Penetration Ring on the crystal in front of him, and at that moment, a miraculous thing happened. The area of the Penetration Ring created a hole that led directly to a small space inside!

"Such a magical thing exists!" Drake watched, dumbfounded. This was entirely beyond his knowledge! Is this really not magic? No way! He himself was a magician and had never heard of any magic that could do something so fundamentally against nature!

"Pippi Shrimp, let's go!" Zhang Menglong pulled Drake towards the hole. From the depth of the Penetration Circle, it was easy to discern that the thickness of this crystal was barely half a meter, yet its security surpassed almost any defensive equipment in this world!

"Brother Zhang, are you sure we won't be trapped once we go inside?" Drake asked worriedly.

"Why are you, a grown man, dawdling? Hurry up and go!"

Under Zhang Menglong's persistent dragging, Drake also passed through the Penetration Ring, and the two thoroughly entered the small underground space.

"The air here is so unique!" Drake took a deep breath; it was completely different from the current era. It wasn't that the energy was particularly dense, but rather the energy level was entirely different from the Main World.

To exaggerate only slightly, this place was like a world full of spiritual energy; with just a breath, even a pig could evolve.

"It seems this place should have formed before the Cang Yuan Era ended completely, only shifted due to geological changes." Zhang Menglong judged, otherwise it would be impossible for these unique energies to have remained preserved.

Zhang Menglong and Drake continued walking forward and soon arrived at the vast area where the ancient sages had entered Nirvana. Most had burned their life force to seal away the disorderly Demon Clan, so when they gathered here, they merely waited quietly for death.

Zhang Menglong could almost imagine the scene back then: these seniors, with weary bodies, finding a place to sit down, having a leisurely conversation with friends beside them, envisioning the new era that would follow, and then peacefully embracing the approach of death.

"Thank you all for your hard work!" Zhang Menglong bowed deeply to these individuals.

If not for their sacrifices, the Main World would have long been taken over by the Demon Clan, and there would certainly be no later small worlds and testing grounds carved out from it, nor perhaps would there be the existence of Zhang Menglong himself.

So no matter what, they deserved Zhang Menglong's bow this time.

Drake, too, followed Zhang Menglong in a deep bow.

"Brother Zhang, do you feel like something out there is watching us?" Drake asked.

"Yes," Zhang Menglong nodded, "it's those senior figures, I can see them!"

"You can see them?" Drake was shocked; it was well-known that souls exist after death, but such souls are energy entities and Drake shouldn't be able to see them.

"These should be the remnants of thoughts left behind by those senior figures, forming a Mind Entity," Zhang Menglong said, "Mind Entities and souls have different compositions, and can only be seen with special methods. They don't impact real people, you could think of them as the thoughts of previous generations."

A faint light appeared before Zhang Menglong's eyes, revealing a large group of seniors watching him. Yet their gaze seemed confused, even unaware of who they were or why they stayed here.

"Fellow seniors, I have some very bad news to share: the Demon Clan has reawakened in our time."

In an instant, all Mind Entities stared intensely at Zhang Menglong.

While they may not remember their past lives, family, or friends, the term "Demon Clan" was etched deeply into their Mind Entities.

Of course, this was merely an instinctive response; they couldn't understand what the Demon Clan was.

"But rest assured, the future you won for us with your lives, we won't let the Demon Clan destroy it so easily!" Zhang Menglong said, "Humans are fragmented now, and we need to rebuild their unity. Therefore, we wish to conduct a drama here, hoping not to disturb your rest."

At that moment, Zhang Menglong seemed to hear a sigh from ancient times, and all those Mind Entities turned into strands of starlight, floating into the sky.

"Brother Zhang, I think I saw something," Drake said, looking in the direction of the departing starlight.

"They have completely entrusted this era to us to protect now," Zhang Menglong said. At that moment, the Heroic Spirit Tomb became entirely silent.

Zhang Menglong opened his hand, revealing a small green crystal within it.

"What is this?" Zhang Menglong looked at the crystal.

[Headmaster, we hit the jackpot!] Gou Dan said, "[This is a crystal of thought, its power can transcend time and space. Those seniors seemed to hear your words and perhaps they wish to help you save this new world. They've sent the remaining power of their era to you through some method!]

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Almost simultaneously, through millions of years, at this very place, a group of human seniors awaited death.

They had expended nearly all of their life force to eliminate the Demon Clan, and even the World Force was nearly exhausted. Their time was running out.

Suddenly, the burly man sitting in the center opened his previously closed eyes, "Everyone, I think I just heard a voice from the future."

"It seems we never managed to completely eradicate the Demon Clan; humans in the future are threatened by them again."

"Is that so?"

"It's a pity we've worked so hard."

"All we can do is what little we could."

The Human Emperor smiled, "This is my last bit of power, I might as well give it to you all!"

A green light floated from the Human Emperor's body, seemingly crossing two different times and spaces, drifting into the future.

"Hahaha, we'll give you our strength, too!"

"And mine!"

"We're going to die anyway, it's useless to keep it."

"Little ones of the future, we hope you can complete what we could not!"

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