Chapter 427: Golden Armor God, Go to the Hall of Enlightenment
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as these words were spoken, almost all the geniuses present turned their heads, for the Prehistoric World is an extremely unique realm among the heavens and myriad worlds. Some even call it The Tomb of the Gods.
This is because too many gods have perished in that world. During the Era of Chaos and the Doomsday War, nearly hundreds of thousands of gods fell there. After their deaths, their remains transformed into the lands of the Prehistoric World.
Others refer to it as The Ultimate Sanctuary, because when the gods created this world, it was meant to resist the doomsdays and shelter countless races born from chaos.
It's a world built through the immense effort and sacrifice of the gods.
In short, regardless of what it's called, its mystery, power, and uniqueness are undeniable.
Not only the geniuses, but even the gods are deeply curious about the Prehistoric World, as its current state remains largely unknown to them.
"That's right," Daode Tianzun and the others nodded in agreement.
To be honest, they understood why geniuses from all corners of the heavens and myriad worlds paid so much attention to the Prehistoric World. It was simply too extraordinary. It remains the only world sealed by the Lord of Chaos City, and it has drawn the attention of countless gods.
"I wonder what the Prehistoric World is truly like?" Angel Gabriel asked.
The Angel Race was especially eager to enter the Prehistoric World. This was because the Lord of Light, who created the angel race, had fallen there, and even his corpse had merged with the world itself.