Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 992 Prehistoric times
Fifty years of accumulated fatigue were finally swept away after ten days of deep sleep.

Gao Yang sat up in bed, feeling refreshed and energetic, without a trace of fatigue, in a better state than ever before.

He got up, walked out of the bedroom, went to the living room on the first floor, took out a simple meal of cold toad food, and began to eat.

While eating, Gao Yang began to think about the next steps of the trip.

Having cultivated in the Bright Light Pool for fifty years, if one continues to cultivate, there will still be improvement, but one's attributes will fall behind.

The principle of stillness and movement must be balanced. He had been still for a full fifty years. If he didn't move again, he would become rusty, which would be quite detrimental to his future strength improvement.

With a flash of light, a jade pendant appeared in Gao Yang's hand. He placed it on the dining table, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

This jade pendant is the qualification to enter the Primordial World, and it is also the place that Gao Yang found for himself to obtain the qualification to continue cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Now he was considering whether going to the Primordial Realm now would take a long time and cause him to miss the upcoming Immortal Association gathering.

The upcoming gathering of the Immortal Association is equally important to Gao Yang, as those top immortal legends are themselves a collection of enormous resources and secret information.

Gao Yang roughly calculated the time. If he went to the Primordial Realm now, he would have a full five months to explore. If he were to push things a bit further, this time could be extended to five and a half months.

Five and a half months is actually a very short time for the many immortals in the prehistoric world.

But don't forget that the flow of time on Earth, where Gao Yang resides, is slower than that of those important planes.

According to Gao Yang's speculation, it's because Earth's energy concentration is low. The higher the energy concentration of a plane, the faster the flow of time, and vice versa.

Gao Yang had not forgotten that at the beginning, the time ratio between Earth and the Eberon world was 1:10, but later it became 1:5, which is enough to explain the key point.

So, as one of the main planes of the Eastern Extraordinary Lineage, the Primordial World is equivalent to the Great Thousand World among the Three Thousand Great Worlds, and it is the most top-level Great Thousand World. What level of energy concentration would it have?
Gao Yang felt that even at the worst, the time flow rate was still about 1:2, that is, one day on Earth would pass for two days in the Primordial World.

Of course, it is more likely that its time flow rate is the same as that of Eberron, that is, 1:5. If so, it means that Gao Yang can stay in the Primordial World for more than two years.

If Gao Yang still cannot obtain the follow-up to the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts after such a long period of time, then it can almost be said that he is destined to never obtain the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

"Two years or so is enough time."

Gao Yang swallowed the last bite of his simple meal of cold toad and grasped the jade pendant on the table.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Ovi.

Ovi chose the top of a glacier as his stronghold, which Gao Yang ignored.

At this moment, Ovi stared wide-eyed at Gao Yang, wondering what Gao Yang, who was deep in thought, was pondering.

Gao Yang carefully examined Audreyville, trying to figure out if there was a similar being in Eastern mythology.

However, after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of anything similar.

He needs to keep a low profile on this trip to the prehistoric world. These strange beasts, which he has never seen before, are too conspicuous and cannot be brought to the prehistoric world.

Left with no other option, Gao Yang waved his hand at him, signaling him to continue lying down.

Seeing this, Ovi lay down on the glacier again.

Gao Yang's body disappeared and appeared in front of Fatty Kun Kun.

Fathead Kun Kun chose to build his lair at the top of the sky, the closest location to the stars. This would allow him to absorb the power of the stars with the highest efficiency, thereby accelerating his cultivation.

Seeing that the chubby Kun Kun was still fast asleep, Gao Yang did not disturb him and turned to leave Qingxu Cave.

Since neither Fatty Kun nor Audreyville can be brought along, he will have to go on this prehistoric journey alone.

Standing high in the sky, Gao Yang's hand holding the jade pendant began to emanate battle aura.

As battle qi was channeled into the jade pendant, it began to glow.

When the light on the jade pendant became almost blinding, it suddenly subsided, replaced by a strange fluctuation that rippled outwards from the pendant, revealing a pitch-black spatial vortex in front of Gao Yang.

Gazing at the spatial vortex unfolding before him, Gao Yang took a deep breath, then stepped forward, transforming into a sword of light that disappeared into it.

After Gao Yang entered, the spatial vortex rapidly shrank until it disappeared.

The world spins and the stars shift.

Gao Yang kept his eyes closed, silently calculating the time it would take to teleport this time.

Ten minutes later, a glimmer of light finally appeared before his eyes.

Immediately afterward, before Gao Yang could even open his eyes, he was launched out of the spatial teleportation like a cannonball.

Boom~
Before Gao Yang could even see his location, he crashed into the earth like a meteor, penetrating nearly a thousand meters into the ground until he shattered a giant rock and finally came to a stop.

Gao Yang swayed and adjusted his posture.

No wonder those below the legendary level are advised against coming to the Primordial World. The sheer noise of the teleportation alone could blast anyone below the legendary level into dust. If those extraordinary beings wanted to come, they would probably be one before they arrived, but a pile of ashes afterward.

"Network notification: Teleportation successful. Character has been teleported to the Primordial Realm - Southern Jambudvipa."

"Network notification: Because the character has reached the legendary level and possesses an extraordinary background from an Eastern lineage, there is no risk of rejection."

"Network notification: The time flow ratio between Earth and the Primordial Realm is 1:6."

With a time flow rate of one to six, he could stay in the Primordial World for approximately two and a half years.

This timeframe has exceeded Gao Yang's expectations and is currently considered ample.

This amount of time was enough for him to gather information about the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, such as Yang Jian, Yang Jian's master Yu Ding Zhenren, and to find the Grand Master Xuandu.

However, he will have to find out the current situation in the Primordial World before he can make a judgment.

Gao Yang turned off the integrated network panel, got up, and flew upwards.

Before Gao Yang could even reach the ground, the surrounding soil suddenly began to churn, and then a giant mouth covered with spiraling sharp teeth appeared in his perception.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the giant jaws snapped shut, instantly swallowing Gao Yang and the surrounding soil within hundreds of meters.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling sword aura burst forth from the ground, its sharp energy piercing the earth and pointing straight to the sky.

With a flash of sword light, Gao Yang had already escaped from the giant maw and appeared on the land of the prehistoric world - the Southern Continent.

Around him were three men, each over ten feet tall, bare-chested, with snakes in their ears. The giant mouth that had appeared underground earlier was actually a hundred-foot-long red-ringed python riding on one of them.

Upon seeing Gao Yang emerge from the ground, the man standing atop the head of the crimson-ringed python looked at him with his crimson-blue eyes and said, "Hand over the treasure that fell from the sky, and we three brothers will leave you with a whole corpse."

A treasure fallen from the sky?

Gao Yang held Yongyao in his hand, raising an eyebrow slightly. If he wasn't mistaken, the heavenly treasure they were referring to was probably him.

The man to Gao Yang's left stepped forward and growled, "Are you still going to be so stubborn? You were the first human to arrive here, and you even emerged from underground. If the treasure that fell from the sky wasn't yours, then who was it?"

With a low growl, two fiery serpents shot from his nostrils, coiling and twisting as if they were alive.

Gao Yang looked at the three burly men surrounding him. From their words, he could tell that although they looked and were no different from humans, they did not consider themselves to be human.

According to Gao Yang's understanding of Chinese mythology, this image with snakes in its ears and covered in tattoos is more similar to the "Witch Clan" in his impression.

Gao Yang looked at the three of them and suddenly asked, "You are from the Wu tribe, which tribe are you from?"

The burly man at the head snorted coldly and immediately said, "We are the Thunder Witch Clan. This treasure fell from the sky onto the land of our Thunder Witch Clan, so it belongs to us. If you, a human, do not want to die, hand it over now."

Gao Yang carefully sensed the three witch clan members before him. Their strength had not reached the legendary level, but was around the peak of the extraordinary level. Therefore, they could not accurately sense the range of Gao Yang's strength.

Ignoring the three men's urging, Gao Yang turned to the burly man at the head and said, "Tell me about the Thunder Witch Clan, and what other forces exist besides the Thunder Witch Clan, as well as where the human forces are currently located."

As soon as Gao Yang finished speaking, the burly man from the Wu tribe to his right glared at him, and lightning suddenly crackled from his long hair: "You..."

laugh!
Before he could finish speaking, his head had already flown high into the air.

Gao Yang looked at the other two and calmly said, "Tell me, and you can live."

"Third brother!"

"Death!"

The remaining two strong men of the Wu tribe opened their eyes wide, and the leader even had two lines of bloody tears flowing down his cheeks. With a roar, he rode the giant red-ringed python and pounced on Gao Yang.

Gao Yang remained indifferent, and two flashes of sword light killed them both on the spot.

Zheng!
The sound of swords rang out, and the murderous aura that had soared to the sky slowly subsided.

Gao Yang took a step forward and appeared next to the leading burly man. He grabbed the man's head, which was still hanging down, with one hand and immediately started the soul search.

As he continued to search the soul, the strong man's memories gradually unfolded before his eyes, and Gao Yang began to gain some understanding of the Southern Continent.

"Unfortunately, you witches can only struggle in this Thunder Swamp and lack knowledge of the outside world."

Gao Yang casually tossed the head aside, and then sword energy spread out, obliterating everything in the area.

From the memories of this Thunder Witch Clan warrior, Gao Yang already knew that in this primordial world, the human race and the witch race were not the same race. The two sides were constantly fighting each other and were mortal enemies.

In particular, in the "sea of ​​right and wrong" of Jambudvipa, Taoists, Buddhists, humans, demons, and sorcerers fight and quarrel with each other endlessly.

Leaving any trace behind is irresponsible towards one's own safety.

(End of this chapter)