"Ao------------"
After an unknown amount of time, a soul-shaking roar suddenly erupted.
Fang Cheng's gaze sharpened immediately, and he looked up.
In the dense forest in the distance, a colossal beast was rampantly unleashing its furious strength.
Its enormous body, tens of meters tall, rushed around violently, crushing towering ancient trees.
And around it, countless people dressed in beast hides, like tribal natives, were scattered.
As the vision continued to shift, Fang Cheng felt as if he had returned to the primordial era.
Those ancestors, armed with spears and bows, were attempting to hunt down a "monster" hundreds of times more powerful than themselves.
It seemed so futile, yet so poignant.
Isn't it because of these predecessors, who fought and fell, that humanity has been able to proliferate to this day, establish a powerful civilization, and dominate the entire planet?
Fang Cheng suddenly realized the true meaning of the "Original Vowel."
