This era of history was too long ago, to the point where Merlin and Maya had never heard of it.

"What crisis could that be that caused the death of such a powerful being?"

As the Purple Emperor, one of the Thirty-six Emperors, he must surely be one of the mightiest existences in the Void Zone at that time, yet he died. It was difficult for Merlin to imagine what was it that could harm the Purple Emperor.

"As for what crisis it was exactly, I'm unsure as well. After all, I'm merely a puppet left behind by Master. Perhaps Master's projection can tell you."

The puppet glanced toward the transparent crystal wall in front. On the wall, a figure shrouded in purple light had appeared.

"Someone has come…"

A voice spoke slowly. The voice of this Mind Projection left by the Purple Emperor revealed a trace of weary worldliness.

"Swoosh."

Suddenly, the Mind Projection of the Purple Emperor opened his eyes. In that instant, Merlin and Maya felt very small as if they were facing the vast and boundless Void Zone.

The Purple Emperor exuded the force of the Void Zone. It was somewhat inconceivable.

"Both of you aren't the Purple Tribe… How much time has passed? Where are the descendants of the Purple Tribe? Not even one has shown up?"

Upon seeing Merlin and Maya, a great change came over the Purple Emperor's face. He seemed quite agitated. A frightening pressure descended immediately. Merlin knew that this was pressure from Mind Power, which would not cause them physical harm.

Regardless of how strong the Purple Emperor before them was, he was merely a projection, unable to be of threat to Merlin and Maya.

"Noble Purple Emperor! Indeed, we're not descendants of the Purple Tribe. We're from the Spell Caster civilization and the Golden Light Tribe. As for the Purple Tribe you spoke of, we've never heard of them."

Merlin's Mind Power was formidable, and he gradually became used to the pressure. Hence, he spoke in response.

"You're able to withstand the might of my Mind Power? That's not right. You're not from the Purple Tribe. How can you have such powerful Mind Power?"

The Purple Emperor's projection stared at Merlin in astonishment. He could tell at a glance that Merlin was not a descendant of the Purple Tribe, yet he had Mind Power that was not inferior to the Purple Tribe. His Mind Power was even more powerful and compact than the average member of the Purple Tribe.

After all, the Mind Power of the Purple Tribe was something they were born with, so it had not gone through systematic, focused cultivation. On the other hand, Merlin's Mind Power was strengthened bit by bit through Meditation Spells and various methods. Naturally, there was a huge difference.

Merlin did not know how to reply. Spell Casters had Mind Power – this was the most basic truth. To become a Spell Caster, one must at least awaken their Mind Power or they would have no way of constructing Spell Models.

"How much time has passed? Spell Caster? The Golden Light Tribe? I have no impression of all this. That war – we must have won that war? I can feel that the natural order of the Void Zone has become stronger…"

The Purple Emperor seemed to be speaking to himself.

"Honorable Purple Emperor, we've never heard of you and the other thirty-five Emperors. I'm afraid that your era is too distant from ours. It could be more than a trillion years or even longer… What crisis did you face?"

Merlin asked curiously. Although Spell Casters had only set foot in the Void Zone for more than three thousand years, they had collected many books and information – the oldest of which dated back to ten billion years.

Nonetheless, even such an ancient record did not mention the existence of the Thirty-six Emperors. Since they were the strongest thirty-six beings in the Void Zone at that time, it was impossible that the books would not mention them.

The only possibility was that the era of the Thirty-six Emperors was far too distant from the present. It might be a few hundred billion years or even trillions of years ago or even longer – to the extent that each of the major civilizations had no record of them.

"The crisis came in the form of the Vestigial Tribe. They were an abnormally powerful civilization, and their cultivation methods were greatly divergent from ours. In the end, they didn't need to merge with the Void Zone's natural order. They only had to use the resources of the Void Zone to ceaselessly manufacture all sorts of terrifying military weapons such as warships, puppets, and so on. Their warships are powerful, more frightening than a dimension. The puppets they produced – not even a Great Lord was a match. Ultimately, except for most of the civilization under the Vestigial Tribe, everyone joined forces under the leadership of us, Thirty-Six Emperors, to deal with the Vestigial Tribe.

"This war dragged on for many years; perhaps a hundred thousand years or longer… At last, we finally gained the upper hand gradually. Right when it was almost over, I was hit by the strongest warship of the Vestigial Tribe and was gravely injured. Even with the support of the natural order's power, I was unable to heal. In the end, I forced my way here, turning my own body into a dimension, and leaving behind an inheritance. I hoped that the descendants of the Purple Tribe would receive this inheritance. It's a shame that after so many years, you're the only ones who came."

Upon hearing the descriptions of the Purple Emperor's Mind Projection, Merlin's heart gave a shiver. Colossal warships, puppets – was this not similar to the Atlan civilization?

However, the Atlan civilization was not that powerful. Otherwise, the Spell Caster civilization by itself would be no match for them, and they would not be so weak as to allow the Spell Caster civilization to suppress them completely.

It was just that the Vestigial Tribe described by the Purple Emperor was too similar to the Atlan civilization.

Numerous thoughts flashed across Merlin's mind, but beside him, Maya said, "We've never heard of this Vestigial Tribe nor the Purple Tribe either. This war you spoke of, if it really did happen, we must've won it."

"That's right, the natural order of the Void Zone still exists, so we've won for sure. According to the agreement back then, the Vestigial Tribe would no longer exist, leaving behind not a single member. It's just too bad about the Purple Tribe. Perhaps they were replaced by other civilizations throughout the interminable passage of time. If that's the case, to whom should my inheritance go?"

All at once, the Purple Emperor's Mind Projection was somewhat lost. He was nothing more than a Mind Projection. Here was the inheritance the Purple Emperor had left for the descendants of the Purple Tribe.

However, now it looked like the Purple Tribe no longer existed. After all, in the extensive history of the Void Zone, a civilization like the Purple Tribe which was not very powerful would not take too long to go extinct completely. Even some of the stronger civilizations would vanish in the Void Zone.

The Purple Emperor, as one of the Thirty-six Emperors, had even witnessed such a process with his own eyes.

Merlin was still caught up in the link between the Vestigial Tribe and the Atlan civilization. Even though he was somewhat uncertain, the Atlan civilization must surely be connected to the Vestigial Tribe. As for what connection that was, Merlin currently had no clue, of course.

Upon hearing the Purple Emperor's sorrowful words, Merlin's heart leaped. This inheritance was left behind for the Purple Tribe but if the Purple Tribe had gone extinct, then of what use was the inheritance?

In addition, Merlin had previously drooled at the puppet's Mind Suppression. This was surely a technique left for the Purple Tribe by the Purple Emperor. Therefore, a bold idea was conceived in Merlin's heart.

"Great Sir Purple Emperor, the Purple Tribe no longer exists. This inheritance is your life's work. How about if I receive the inheritance?"

"You receive the inheritance?"

It was not just the Purple Emperor but even Maya at the side, expressed surprise. Nonetheless, soon enough Maya recovered, feeling a stab of regret.

The Purple Emperor's inheritance was the most precious treasure but it was a shame that he missed his shot. Still, Maya was unwilling to give up and nodded as well. "That's right, Sir Purple Emperor. At this moment, the Purple Tribe is gone. You've used your full efforts to preserve this inheritance. Surely you won't let it disappear just like that? Why don't you pass it on to us? In the future, your inheritance will emerge again in the Void Zone."

The Purple Emperor eyed Merlin and Maya in careful consideration.

After a long moment, the Purple Emperor waved his hand. "What you both said makes sense. The inheritance I left for the Purple Tribe was strictly forbidden to outsiders. Before this, if you dare to touch it, it would emit the power I left behind. No matter how strong you were, as long as you hadn't reached the stage of an ultimate existence, you'd be killed."

Merlin and Maya heaved a sigh. Before this, they had already decided together that they would never touch the inheritance of the Purple Tribe. After all, they were previously warned by the puppet as this was left behind by an ultimate existence. Merlin and Maya would not believe that it would have no protective measures.

"What about now?"

From the Purple Emperor's words, Merlin could tell that the Purple Emperor was already somewhat swayed.

"Now that the Purple Tribe isn't even around, I don't wish for my inheritance to disappear. However, your friend here won't be able to receive the inheritance, for he has no Mind Power. I've also left some good stuff for contenders who made their way here. Later, he can go and get those rewards."

Maya's face darkened slightly, feeling somewhat rueful. However, just as the Purple Emperor had said, he had no Mind Power. Even if he received the inheritance, it would not serve any purpose.

Furthermore, it was not that he would get nothing. He would still get a share of the goods.

Thus, with the puppet leading the way, Maya entered another place to obtain the benefits he should get. As for Merlin, he stayed on. The Purple Emperor continued, "What a coincidence that you're able to come here. What's more important is your Mind Power! The inheritance here is only meant for the Purple Tribe, and the Purple Tribe is born with formidable Mind Power. It's a shame that they were too weak in the past, totally unable to train it in a focused manner. With that, their talent was wasted. Otherwise, the Purple Tribe would certainly have become a flourishing civilization."

The Purple Emperor explained about the Purple Tribe in detail. Merlin slowly learned that the Purple Tribe back then was truly a rather special group of people. Compared to the Spell Casters, their innate Mind Power was incomparably powerful.

Perhaps this was an actual group who was born to be Mind Power Masters. As for Spell Casters, when they first awakened their Mind Power, it served no function. In the end, it was Aruba who tailored and created a cultivation system for them, which became the Spell Caster system.

It was a shame that the Purple Tribe was not so lucky. They did not have a noble existence like Aruba to create a cultivation system for them. Even the Purple Emperor had relied upon great fortune and other cultivation methods to finally become one of the Thirty-six Emperors.