Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

"You're letting yourself go."

Jiaoyang is criticizing Zhou Mingrui.

"My friend, I'm lucky I didn't lie down and give up."

Zhou Mingrui argued.

"I smell a familiar scent on you."

"what?"

Zhou Mingrui didn't understand what he meant.

Prince Jinwu said nothing more and only asked Zhou Mingrui to touch the scarlet light.

But he was wary of this, otherwise he would have acted as he was told. Although this guy who called himself the Golden Crow Sun claimed to be a fellow villager, who knew what kind of strange monster he was.

Therefore, the cautious Zhou Mingrui naturally could not blindly follow His orders, so he made jokes and tried to get away with it.

Unfortunately, this Golden Crow Sun is not so easy to fool. He has seen through Zhou Mingrui's thoughts, but he did not point it out. He still exchanged secrets with him and they did not get along.

But Prince Jinwu didn't care about all that. He didn't care whether Zhou Mingrui clicked on the scarlet light or not. Instead, other beings outside were anxious.

However, there is a big problem for him now, that is, he cannot fully understand his origins. Many of his memories have been blurred and deleted by a certain existence, which seems to intend to turn him into some kind of spiritual treasure.

The only thing he could remember now was his identity as the Golden Crow and the vague prying gazes from the outside world.

He guessed that he might be an important existence, and not limited to this world, because his vision could be extended further, as if it could fall outside the universe, but the chaotic energy in the universe blocked his vision, making him unable to see further.

He thought that this was the limit of his power, and also because this universe served as a cage, shielding all living beings within it.

He and Zhou Mingrui remained in a stalemate for a long time, and then the scarlet light suddenly lit up and directly enveloped Zhou Mingrui.

"Zhou Mingrui, these important figures have already made arrangements for this matter. Just accept it. After all, no matter how much you resist or defy, you'll have to do it all," Prince Jinwu then said. "I... damn it!" (艹皿艹)
Zhou Mingrui was indignant, but it was of no avail. The gears of fate rolled forward. Even if he became the Lord of Mysteries or the God of Blessings in the future, he could not change all this.

He now felt like a puppet wandering in this gray fog castle, landing on a large seat, and then facing two unfamiliar figures with a depressed and distressed mood.

……

Prince Jinwu, who turned into the scorching sun, was still examining this gray fog world, trying to understand the operating principles of this world and all its extraordinary powers.

Although He is only a remnant of Daluo, the remaining Daluo power is enough to act in this world.

Therefore, He can discern and analyze the mysterious forces of this world.

"What kind of world is this?" The Sixth Prince of Jinwu was still observing.

He could feel that the power of this world might be far beyond his imagination. Although it seemed to be just an ordinary single universe, and the power of many of the Old Ones and True Gods in it was not even comparable to Taiyi, the rules and principles in it were already comparable to Daluo, or even above Daluo.

As for the gaze that he sensed in the dark, the power contained in it without any concealment had already exceeded the limit of Daluo.

Therefore, he reasonably speculated that the existence that turned him into his current appearance must be an existence above Daluo.

In a trance, he seemed to feel a heavy malice surrounding his thoughts, tightly binding him and making it impossible for him to breathe.

No, He doesn't need to breathe at all. This concept was forcibly added to Him by that existence.

"I must break this shackle, otherwise I will be trapped in this world for eternity, a puppet on a string like Zhou Mingrui."

So He also delved into the so-called Old Ones and True Gods, the Source and Uniqueness, as well as various extraordinary characteristics of this world.

But the more I studied Him, the more strange it seemed to me. When did supernatural powers become restricted by so many rules and regulations?

How could the extraordinary be so inconvenient?! (End of Chapter)