As years passed, the glorious god race and the mighty demon race had become nothing but legends. Nevertheless, the formidable forces had left behind some indelible marks on ancient battlegrounds.
Just like Mount Kuluo, the Graveyard of the Sun was off-limits to humans.
There were hardly any humans who would set foot into the Graveyard of the Sun. Du Lang had gone through many troubles but only acquired little information about it.
"Can you tell me about the village that you were in?" Shen Yanxiao's mind was disturbed by Du Lang's explanation about the Graveyard of the Sun.
Even though the two mighty forces were long gone from the world, they had left many permanent traces behind. Even the people in Brilliance Continent found it difficult to forget about the battles that happened so long ago.
No matter how strong a race was, they could never escape the ravages of time. In the face of time, all things were insignificant.
