Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Inside the Air-raid Shelter

. The door to the air-raid shelter seemed to have been ripped open by some brute force, squashing and deforming it beyond recognition.

Xia Chao pried it open with all his might, finding it incredibly strong. Even with his mastery of the Dragon-Tiger Arhat Power, he couldn’t budge it even a bit.

“It’s probably some kind of mixed steel.” Xia Chao knew that among humans, there were tools for four- and five-star contracted beasts made from a special steel, rare and expensive.

Wealthy individuals even used this special steel to forge armor and weapons for their contracted beasts.

“It’s even tougher than you imagine. The ultimate material you’ve crafted can withstand attacks from five-star demon beasts, those at the Spiritual Transformation stage. This door is even stronger than that. Only a six-star demon beast using its full strength can break it open.”

“This is a lost craft.” Jiang Li immediately recognized the craftsmanship behind the door, which involved technology not currently available in the Lingxi world.

At the current rate of development, it would likely take thousands of years to develop.

“Then this…”

“Is this a building from the future?” Qiushi entered the air-raid shelter and discovered that, despite its age, the technology seemed far more advanced than today’s.

“Could it be that humans in the future built an air-raid shelter capable of time travel and have traveled to the present?” Qiushi’s imagination exploded.

“…” Bai Xueling was speechless. Truly ignorant and fearless.

Do you know how much energy is required to allow an object of this size to travel through time?

Do you know what level of technology is required, what level of understanding of the laws of time is required?

Perhaps Ji Zhi would have to break through to the Tribulation Crossing Stage to achieve this.

“Guess again.”

Jiang Li didn’t mind their guesses. He wiped the wall; judging by the wear and tear, it was two thousand years old.

The air-raid shelter was pitch black, pitch black. Jiang Li snapped his fingers, and rootless fire spread from the entrance to the end.

Two rows of small flames, like soldiers, illuminated the surroundings, allowing visitors to see the truth clearly.

Xiaoqing transformed back into a small dragon, the thickness of a thumb, wrapped around Xia Chao’s neck, and looked around curiously.

The air-raid shelter had also been attacked, its walls warped. Scattered about were some sci-fi-looking guns, each with a skeletal arm at its handle.

Xia Chao imagined a scene:

the shelter door had been knocked open by an extremely powerful demonic beast, and the humans hiding inside attacked with weapons, but the weapons were ineffective against the demonic beast.

The demonic beast rampaged, devouring the occupants in one gulp, leaving only half an arm and a gun outside. The demonic beast showed no interest .

“Is this a building from the past?” Xia Chao pondered for a moment, then made a bold guess.

Xia Chao and Qiushi were both excellent students who listened attentively in class, never losing focus and taking meticulous notes, consistently achieving top marks on their exams.

They were also excellent students in history.

Xia Chao and Qiushi knew that the Lingxi world had a two-thousand-year history of recorded and verified records. Before that, there were no documents, only vague, confusing, and conflicting legends.

For example, legends claimed that someone had tamed a beast and became an immortal, and that the earliest humans were capable of cultivation. There were also legends that humanity’s history was much longer than two thousand years, and that its technological level was far more advanced than it is today.

It’s unclear whether the story of taming beasts to become immortal is true, but the immortal world does exist. It’s unclear whether the original human race could cultivate, but Xia Chao now can. Jiang Li’s appearance has given credence to these fanciful legends.

Xia Chao suspects the last legend is also true.

Human history is more than just two thousand years old; there was an even more glorious past before this.

“Past? But it’s the 2,000th year of the Lingxi calendar, and the inscription on the door says it’s the 4,200th year

of the Lingxi calendar,” Qiu Shi was puzzled. “Then where did our 2,000-year Lingxi calendar come from?”

Xia Chao’s question stumped Qiu Shi. Yes, they keep saying Lingxi calendar years.

But why is it called the Lingxi calendar? It can’t be just made up; there must be a reason.

Is it a saying, a story, or… was there an era before the first year of the Lingxi calendar that used the Lingxi calendar?

The original Lingxi calendar era was destroyed, and the survivors inherited the original name and began anew.

The more Qiu Shi thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

“This was built by your ancestors,” Jiang Li replied affirmatively.

Xia Chao and Qiu Shi felt that the word “ancestors” was a bit awkward.

Speaking of ancestors, they thought of the ancient people who wore coarse cloth and lived in the farming era.

But looking at the technological content of the air-raid shelter, they were probably the ancients.

The technological level of their ancestors was much higher than theirs.

Going further inside, you can see some relatively complete corpses. The bones are hard and jade-like, and have not changed in more than two thousand years.

Xia Chao always felt that the bones were very familiar, and then he suddenly realized.

“My bones are similar to this ancestor.” Xia Chao remembered that during his three-month devil training, he was often pierced by the spirit sword. When he pulled out the spirit sword, he inevitably saw the bones.

His own bones also had some jade texture.

“Your ancestor?” The bone-winged white tiger interrupted, making his presence felt.

“My bones were normal color before I practiced.” Xia Chao emphasized.

“He is not Xia Chao’s ancestor. The changes in Xia Chao’s bones are caused by practicing the “Eternal Green Art”. This person was also a cultivator in his lifetime. He should have practiced a technique similar to the “Eternal Green Art”, and his realm is higher than yours, probably the Nascent Soul stage.”

Qiu Shi widened his eyes, a little surprised. It turned out that the legend was true. The human race in the past was not an auxiliary leveling tool for contracted beasts, but could practice.

“You can fire a shot to see the power.” Jiang Li picked up a gun from the ground.

After two thousand years, the gun became fragile, and many parts could not be used after years of baptism. Jiang Li reinforced and repaired it.

Xia Chao pulled the trigger, but nothing happened.

“Misfire?”

Jiang Li smiled and said, “Inject spiritual energy while pulling the trigger.”

Xia Chao did as he was told. With a bang, a gun rang out, and spiritual energy condensed into a bullet, firing with greater power than any gun Xia Chao had ever seen.

Bai Xueling, with interest, also picked up a gun and examined it, commenting, “The design is quite innovative, and indeed specifically designed for cultivators. Unfortunately, the power isn’t as good as expected.

It would be better to use a spiritual treasure.” Xia Chao also discovered that the gun was indeed more powerful than a gun powered by gunpowder, but that was all. After cultivating the Dragon-Tiger Arhat Power, a punch he delivered was more powerful than a spiritual energy bullet.

This also suggests that the original Lingxi world was a cultivator world, attempting to integrate spiritual energy with technology. However, something unforeseen happened, and history and cultivation methods were lost, leading to technological regression. Everything from two thousand years ago was completely erased, and everything was rebuilt from scratch.

Finally, they came to a wall with a long mural carved into it, with scribbled annotations.

The wall was solid, and anyone who could leave a mark on it would have to be a cultivator at least in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm.

“This is the history of the Lingxi world, the history of the Lingxi era, which lasted for 4,200 years.”

(End of this chapter)