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Chapter 740 - 427: The Academy for the Entire Ghastly Realm_2

Chapter 740: Chapter 427: The Academy for the Entire Ghastly Realm_2

"Not only that, the legends that have emerged from the Torchbearer Academy are all young geniuses, with even some outrageous examples of ordinary mortals transforming into mythical existences in just two or three years of cultivation... if the records on this mural haven’t been exaggerated."

The old scholar thought that it was definitely an exaggeration.

To become a myth within just two and a half years of cultivation? Even the Candela Empire couldn’t be that preposterous! Moreover, according to the mural records, there seemed to be no small number of myths from the two and a half year cohort at Torchbearer Academy.

This completely defied basic logic!

The old scholar, after collecting the information, marked it with notes like ’exaggerated’ and ’to be verified’.

But one thing was certain, Torchbearer Academy was very famous during the final period of the Candela Empire. And, the Academy’s professors and students made great contributions to fighting the calamities but also suffered heavy casualties.

From hundreds of myths at the peak period to tens, then down to single digits... Xi Guang the Demigod and the others were also silent when they saw this.

This kind of tragedy also represented the rapid transition of the Candela Empire from prosperity to decline.

Powerful as Candela was, it retreated step by step under the disasters, with almost no resistance.

The faces of several myths were incredibly grave.

"Could it be that even the mighty Candela Empire was unable to withstand the calamity of the Evil God?"

"No, during that time the Evil God hadn’t yet appeared, only many servants of the Evil God emerged, and they were high-ranking existences of the ninth order!"

"And various signs indicate that the frequent occurrences of the Evil God’s calamitous scenes and battles within the Evil God camp were the beginning of the unspeakably abhorrent Evil God... awakening."

In their era, it was already tough enough to survive. But at this time, someone was telling them that, in fact, the Evil Gods were still dreaming. Only when they awoke would the true face of disaster be revealed.

"This information must be sealed! Otherwise, if it gets out, the Oasis will be thrown into chaos!"

"It’s easy to seal the information, but if the catastrophe is as recorded in history and can easily overturn the Candela Empire, then we... simply won’t be able to stop it."

"Not necessarily. In the eyes of the Evil Gods, we humans are pretty insignificant. Maybe by the time the Evil Gods awaken, they’ll just smash each other’s brains out, and our crisis will be resolved as well."

"And based on the secrets we’ve uncovered, the Evil Gods are thoroughly mortal enemies of each other, right?"

The Crimson Moon and the Polar Night Sovereign;

The Crimson Moon and the Dark Shadow;

The Mother of Desire and the Twisted Black River;

And so on!

The indescribable Evil Gods had no allies among their ranks but did have a series of mortal enemies. According to the secrets unearthed by their archaeological digs, there was no cooperation among the Evil Gods, yet countless wars had erupted between them.

However,

"The Evil Gods may not get along, but when have we humans ever united?"

Human civil wars were far from few.

Even in the face of crisis, it was hard for humans to set aside their grudges and work closely together, which was an inherent flaw in humanity.

Xi Guang the Demigod knew well that he was no saint himself.

In his actions, he would certainly prioritize the interests of the Ancient Moon Dynasty first.

But now, there might not be much time left.

"Perhaps, it’s time to make a trip to the Central Holy Court?"

"The Central Holy Court claims to inherit the will of Candela; surely they must have noticed something?"

But if they had noticed, why was the Central Holy Court still quiet?

The human alliance council hadn’t convened in hundreds of years either.

Xi Guang the Demigod pondered deeply, hoping to find a way to preserve the dynasty amidst the vast darkness.

But no matter how he thought, he couldn’t find a way out.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his peripheral vision catching a somewhat familiar figure.

Carved on the mural, a figure in a white robe holding a torch aloft.

And the content of the mural in this area was about...

"The origin and implementation of the Trial Grounds."

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In the Secret Realm of Trial Ground No. 404, the trial officer lady wearing a white military cap and slim-fit clothing that revealed her slender figure, stood dumbfounded, watching crate after crate of materials being unloaded from the Winged Serpent-class train.

She understood the Winged Serpent-class train.

The silvery doors that linked to other spaces, she’d seen them before as well.

But, what are you trying to do, stop, this is my family’s Trial Ground!

Dammit!

"Don’t panic, we’re just making some minor renovations to the Trial Grounds, after all, Miss, you wouldn’t like to see the lineage of Candela remain buried either, right?"

Inside the Secret Realm, construction was ongoing with a rumbling noise.

Ancient engineering golems clicked into action, rapidly entering work mode to rebuild the entire Secret Realm.

The plan for the Secret Realm’s renovation wasn’t huge, it was more like a complete teardown and rebuild.

After all, this place was called Trial Ground No. 404, and many people had seen it before. But from now on, this would be called the Torchbearer Academy, at the very least, the appearance, function, and style had to be completely different from before.

Trial officer lady: "???"

Stop it! (▼ヘ▼#)

Dean Fang You, with the identity of the Secret Realm’s controller, overruled her objections.

...

Not long ago, Liu Feng proposed to rebuild the Torchbearer Academy, and the more Fang You thought about it, the more feasible and urgent it seemed.

From the ’Dusk Remnants’ copy, he had acquired many secrets, one of which was related to time.

The Candela Empire went from its peak to the brink of danger in just over a hundred years.

A mere century!

At the time of Liu Feng’s death, the territory of the Candela Empire had shrunk to less than one-third. Yunxia Province in the inland had become the front line.

And the present?.

The calamities of the Evil God had already begun to occur frequently, and there wasn’t much time left until the Evil God’s awakening and the arrival of the great disaster.