At the end of the cave.


    A deep pit filled withva appeared before them, with scorching heat waves making their skin feel as if it were burning, causing a faint stinging sensation.


    "This should be the core area of the secret realm, where the treasure is hidden." James muttered as he looked at the scene before him.


    They were standing at the edge of theva, where the path was very narrow.


    Below was the surgingva, and one misstep would mean falling in, with consequences too obvious to state…


    "Irving, look! There seems to be something carved on the rock wall." Vicky pointed out.


    Everyone turned to look at the rock wall, which was covered with numerous carvings. They seemed to be trying to record something, and there were also some mysterious ancient writings beside them.


    "This..." Irving''s expression faltered slightly. He didn''t recognize the ancient text, but it felt familiar to him.


    He immediately thought of the parchment scroll they had found in Duncan''s hall after capturing The Brotherhood of Night des.


    ["Lost Legacy Scroll"]


    [Description: This scroll was left behind by an ancient race on Blue Star. Following the instructions on the scroll to the indicated ruins, passing the trials will grant a chance to inherit the legacy of the ancient race…]


    This was the detailed information about that parchment scroll.


    At that time, Irving couldn''t quite understand why Duncan would hide a tattered parchment scroll in thepartment of a bookshelf. However, as he now looked at the ancient and mysterious writings on the rock wall, it was as if he suddenly understood something.


    Although neither the mysterious writings on the rock wall nor the contents of the parchment scroll could be deciphered by anyone due to their extreme age, the carvings on the rock wall exhibited a certainmonality.


    The next moment.


    Irving began to carefully examine the carvings on the rock wall, his expression growing increasinglyplex.


    "Irving, what exactly are these murals depicting?" Vicky asked, somewhat puzzled.


    "These murals record major events experienced by the race that once lived here." Irving said in a deep voice. "There were a total of four murals here, seemingly documenting how that ancient race grew stronger through constant battles, developed into a powerful civilization, even bing the dominant force at one point, until their eventual downfall..."


    The first mural depicts an intense battle.


    At the center of the scene, a group of warriors in primitive armor, holding stone tools and wooden shields, are fighting against a strange-looking enemy. The warriors'' eyes are filled with determination and courage.


    At the edges of the scene, the defeated enemies lie on the ground, while the warriors raise their weapons and cheer for victory.


    "This mural describes the war between this race and a foreign one, and their hard-fought victory." Irving said, pointing to the second and third murals.


    The content of these two murals was simr.


    The previous mural depicts members of the race sitting around a campfire, celebrating their harvest and victory. They are cooking food together, and in the distance, the fields are golden with rice, and herds of cattle and sheep can be seen.


    Thetter mural''s center shows a majestic castle, with numerous uniquely-shaped races kneeling beneath it, presenting tributes to the castle as a sign of submission. The background includes depictions of the ocean, mountains, and forests. Groups of the race''s warriors ride mighty exotic beasts, patrolling their territory.


    "These two murals likely depict the race''s expansion, their dominance over neighboring races, and their rise to power." Irving exined.


    Vicky, Sophia, James, and the surviving yers from the Green Ivy Group followed closely behind Irving, listening intently to his exnation.


    Soon, they arrived at thest mural.


    Irving''s expression gradually darkened, aplex and indescribable look shing in his deep eyes.


    "Irving, this mural looks a bit strange..." Vicky remarked.


    Not only she, but even James and the surviving yers felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.


    "This depicts the extinction of that race." Irving said heavily.


    "Extinction?!" Vicky was startled.


    Hearing this, everyone fell silent again. They turned their attention back to thest mural. The lines in this mural were bolder: a massive crack appeared in the sky as if it would swallow everything, lightning shed, volcanoes erupted, and tsunamis swept through.


    Countless creatures fled in terror, but many buildings and lives were still consumed by the catastrophic disaster. At the center of the scene, a masked, strong-willed leader stood tall, looking up at the sky with a gaze filled with helplessness and unwillingness...


    Irving fell into silence, recalling the apocalyptic scenes he experienced in his previous life. For some reason, they seemed simr to the scenes depicted in the mural.


    "Irving, do you think the content of this mural could be fictional?" Vicky continued, "The Other World we''re in now is generated by the will of Blue Star. Those exotic beasts don''t exist in real life, and this ruin might be fictional too..."


    Not only she but also James and the other yers had simr thoughts.


    But Irving shook his head.


    He had personally experienced an apocalypse. After the Dark Overlord''s arrival, influenced by special geomaic energy, all creatures mutated, bing even fiercer than the exotic beasts encountered in the Other World.


    The human poption drastically decreased, and those who once ruled Blue Star were forced to live humbly in underground tunnels, facing constant threats.


    With extreme scarcity of resources,rge-scale killings even urred among humans.


    If Irving had survived a little longer in his past life, he would have witnessed humanity''s extinction...


    "These are not fictional." Irving said gravely. "The history we can trace now is just a small part of Blue Star''s entire historical process."


    "Do you mean that there were once races on Blue Star with a status equal to humans, but they went extinct for some reason?" Vicky''s heart surged with emotions.


    Irving merely nodded, saying no more.


    He couldn''t reveal the scenes he had encountered in his past life. Not only would no one believe him, but revealing them would also expose his identity.


    As the group was studying the content of the final mural, amotion erupted nearby.


    Irving''s gaze was drawn to the disturbance. Two factions were facing off, and he immediately recognized two familiar faces among them: Anna and Aron.


    "Angel Guild? They made it in too." James remarked with some surprise.


    The Angel Guild, backed by official support, was a formidable force, recruiting only the most gifted yers.


    While the ferocious Red me Fierce Snakes outside had imed many lives, they posed no fatal threat to the well-guarded Angel Guild.


    "Who dares to confront Angel Guild? What kind of people are they?" James''s eyes shifted to the group of ck-d figures standing opposite the Angel Guild, his expression growing increasinglyplex.


    The ck-d group numbered just over thirty, but behind them stood a horde of yers, more than a hundred strong.


    The two factions filled the narrow path like two long dragons, with loose rocks frequently falling from their feet into theva below, where a single misstep could mean disaster.


    Irving''s gaze fell on the ck-d group, his eyes narrowing with cold intensity.


    "Irving." Sophia, who had been silent until now, spoke up, her eyes zing with anger. "Those are the bastards who attacked us. I can''t believe they''ve made it in here too."


    Sophia''s family had previously been under the control of a faction affiliated with the Night des, leading to their downfall.


    She had hoped to use this opportunity to lead her family into the secret realm.But they were ambushed by the Night des, resulting in heavy casualties for her family.


    She bit her lip hard, barely restraining the urge to rush forward and fight them to the death.


    "Night des..." James''s face took on a peculiar expression upon learning the identity of the ck-d group. He spoke slowly, "As far as I know, Night des is a massive organization operating outside our borders. They have branches all over the world. In several major cities near the capital, many families have been bought off by them."


    "If I''m not mistaken, those people following them are all from the guilds of these bought-off families."


    After the secret realm opened, nearly half of the guild yers who passed through the outer forest were eliminated by the Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders.


    Only about a third of the yers made it to the base of the volcano. Aside from those who chose to forgo the treasure hunt, most of the remaining yers encountered the Fiery and Passionate Snakes, with more than half perishing.


    After two rounds of eliminations, only three teams were left in the heart of the volcano: the Angel Guild, the Night des, and Irving''s group…


    At that moment, a system notification sounded.


    [Congrattions on reaching the core of the secret realm!]


    [This volcanic hearnd was once the birthce of a mighty ancient tribe on Blue Star millions of years ago. Their legacy is hidden here…]