Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

"The strength is equivalent to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. What is going on here that it possesses such terrifying power?"

Ying Xuan's eyes flickered slightly. No wonder it was said that even a quasi-saint level expert might face life or death here. Just now, this monster required a bit of his effort to kill.

Moreover, although the temperature is extremely cold, the spiritual energy is extremely abundant, more than ten times stronger than that of the outside world.

As we ventured deeper into the valley, the fog grew thicker, like viscous milk, blurring our vision to the point where we couldn't see our own hands in front of our faces.

Ying Xuan moved forward cautiously, taking each step with extreme care.

Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet began to tremble violently, as if something enormous was awakening underground, about to break free from the earth's crust.

Immediately afterwards, a huge python burst out of the ground. Its body was thicker than a water bucket, and its scales shimmered with an eerie light, like will-o'-the-wisps in the night sky. It flicked its tongue and stared coldly at Ying Xuan, as if it were sizing up a prey that was about to be devoured.

Ying Xuan was startled. He dared not be careless and immediately used the Annihilation Divine Technique. A layer of black light emanated from his body, like an indestructible armor.

At the same time, the Thunder Hammer in his hand hummed, its runes flashing, radiating a powerful deterrent force. The python hissed and suddenly coiled around Ying Xuan. Ying Xuan swung the Thunder Hammer and smashed it hard against the python's head, shouting, "Take this!" The Thunder Hammer collided with the python's head, emitting a dazzling light and a muffled sound, like thunder exploding in his ears.

Ying Xuan continuously activated the power of the Annihilation Divine Technique to maintain his body's defenses, while keeping his eyes fixed on the python, searching for its weakness.

He discovered a white scale below the python's head. Compared to the other scales, this scale was slightly darker in color and seemed to be its vital spot.

Ying Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he charged toward the python's vital spot, wielding the Thunder Hammer, shouting, "There!" The python sensed his intention and twisted its body wildly, its massive form rising like a dragon from the sea, stirring up gusts of wind in an attempt to stop him from getting closer.

Ying Xuan nimbly dodged the python's attacks. Just as he was about to reach the python's head, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped high into the air. He simultaneously activated the Heavenly Gang Divine Art and the Annihilation Divine Technique within his body. With an unstoppable momentum, he slammed the Thunder Hammer in his hand into the white scale and shouted, "Break!"

The python let out a painful roar and struggled violently, its immense force uprooting the surrounding trees and sending rocks flying.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ying Xuan smashed the hammer so hard that it embedded itself deeply into the python's body. The python's struggles gradually weakened until it collapsed to the ground, no longer moving, turning into a pool of black blood that slowly seeped into the ground.

Ying Xuan pulled out the Thunder Hammer, wiped away the bloodstains, and the Thunder Hammer emitted a crisp ringing sound.

Ying Xuan frowned slightly. They had only been moving forward for a short time when they encountered so many demonic beasts, and these beasts were all extremely powerful.

Fortunately, these monsters posed no threat to Ying Xuan, so he continued forward.

Along the way, they encountered various dangerous and ferocious monsters.

Finally, deep in the valley, Ying Xuan, riding a black dragon, looked down and saw a meadow emitting a faint glow. Several strange plants grew on the meadow, their leaves a deep purple, shimmering with a mysterious luster in the dim light, and each topped with a crystal-clear fruit—the very same Auspicious Grass he had been searching for. Overjoyed, Ying Xuan murmured, "Finally found it! Emperor Fuxi is saved!"

However, just as he was about to reach the Jade Grass, the surrounding air suddenly became heavy, and a powerful pressure rushed towards him, as if the air itself had been compressed into a solid form, making it difficult to breathe.

Ying Xuan looked around warily and saw a huge figure slowly emerge from the darkness.

This is a black Qilin with a body as large as a mountain. Black flames burn on its body, and as the flames flicker, they exude an aura of destruction. Its eyes are majestic and fierce. With each step it takes, the ground trembles, as if a small earthquake has occurred.

Deep in the valley, beside the grass shimmering with eerie light, Ying Xuan faced off against a black Qilin as imposing as a mountain.

The black flames burning on the Qilin's body flickered incessantly, emanating an aura of destruction. Each heavy step it took shook the ground, as if this entire world was under its control.

Ying Xuan gripped the Thunder Hammer tightly, his gaze warily sweeping over the Qilin, secretly assessing the strength of the beast before him.

He knew that this black Qilin had reached the peak of the late Quasi-Saint stage, far surpassing the python he had encountered before.

But he was filled with more doubts: what secrets did this mysterious place hold, and why were so many powerful monsters gathered here?

After pondering for a moment, Ying Xuan asked, "Qilin, where exactly is this place? Why are there so many demonic beasts with the strength of quasi-saints?" His voice echoed in the silent valley.

The black Qilin slightly raised its head, its majestic eyes revealing a hint of disdain. Its deep voice seemed to come from the deepest hell: "Hmph, this is an extremely yin place born from the chaos when Pangu separated heaven and earth. We are innate chaotic beings, and what difficulty is there in cultivating to the level of quasi-saint over these endless years?" Its words were filled with innate pride.

Furthermore, when the Qilin looked at Ying Xuan, this human, there was even a hint of disdain in its eyes.

Ying Xuan was shocked, never expecting that this place had such a history.

He frowned slightly, then asked, "Then why is the outside world completely unaware of this place?" The Qilin impatiently flicked its tail, causing the surrounding air to vibrate. "What do the affairs of the Three Realms outside have to do with us? We cultivate here and are too lazy to care about the outside world's disturbances, but you, a mere human, dare to trespass into this place to steal spiritual herbs. You are simply overestimating yourself!"

Ying Xuan inwardly groaned. He had come here to save Emperor Fuxi, and the Jiying Grass was of utmost importance to him.

He was too lazy to argue with the Qilin in front of him, so he simply cupped his hands and asked, "I am the Emperor of the Human Race. Now the Three Realms are ruled by the Immortal Qin. I have been framed by villains, and my friends are suffering from strange illnesses and all need this spiritual herb to save their lives. I am grateful that you have so kindly given it to me. I will remember your kindness in the future."

The black Qilin ignored Ying Xuan's words, but it couldn't help but be shocked. This human had actually defeated the Three Realms with the kingdom he created and had become the current ruler of the Three Realms.

This news was indeed extremely valuable; even he was momentarily shocked, and at the same time, he realized that the strength of this human before him should not be underestimated. (End of Chapter)