Crash.
A gentle breeze wailed and roared, and the entire wreckage dissipated with the wind.
Jiaxia.
Sunflower Dynasty.
Everyone fully understood that stubborn man seeking the Dao, aspiring to the goodness of the common people in that era, pushing forward in the Sunflower Era.
Just like a beautiful Garden of Truth...
Many people took a deep breath, feeling the heavy burden on their shoulders.
Professor Naxika's face turned pale, "We cannot, even tens of thousands of years ago, alter the destiny of the Immortal Ancestor's fall! Yet although the Immortal Ancestor still fell, it gave us another hope..."
"We must win this war..."
She continued facing the fierce wind, lying on a high mountain, writing intensely, compiling the "Chronicles of the Mayan Civilization."
Although this was no longer the era of the Mayan Civilization, the history was still recorded from the perspective of the Mayan Civilization.
Everyone knew that this war could absolutely not be lost.
