I fabricated myths to guide the revival of spiritual energy.

The flames still burn on the ruins of Chunqiu Tower.

The blood-red fragments scattered across the sky resembled a cursed meteor shower, carried by the gale to all corners of Qingzhou.

The chain reaction of disaster exploded in an instant.

Three hundred miles away, in the depths of a dry well in a dilapidated county town, the mournful and plaintive laughter of a woman in a wedding dress suddenly echoed, and glaring blood seeped from the well's mouth; in an ancient village abandoned for centuries, the eerie sound of a night watchman's drum rang out, and a headless watchman, carrying a ghostly green lantern, began patrolling the streets with stiff steps; in the deathly silent paper horse post station, the roughly made paper horses suddenly opened their painted eyes, let out mournful neighs, and carried the lifeless corpses as they galloped wildly onto the official road...

The theatrical skins, grave soil, corpse water, and vengeful talismans, which had been sealed in case files by the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division of the Dayu Dynasty with countless lives, were simultaneously awakened on this land at the moment the treasurer tore up the core page of the "General Record of Old Cases".

Within Qingzhou Prefecture, the night sky was illuminated in a blood-red hue.

Shen Yanqiu clutched the old official seal he had just recovered, his face ashen. He knew Qingzhou was finished.

But Han Zhao, standing beside him, had eyes as cold as ice, showing no sign of panic.

"team leader!"

Lu Yan held the array plate, staring intently at the pointer that was jumping at an almost frantic pace. His voice trembled with extreme shock: "Although the total outbreak of old cases is a catastrophe,... the underlying rules of the First Realm have been 'exposed' like never before!"

Previously, these rule-related lesions were tightly suppressed in the shadows by the Demon Suppression Division's seals, the chains of rules hidden extremely deep, making it impossible for the boundary markers to fully analyze them. But now, in order to destroy Qingzhou, the Treasurer forcibly detonated hundreds of lesions, exposing the entire network of rules at the bottom of the First Realm to the boundary markers' sensing range!

Han Zhao seized this fleeting opportunity in an instant and gave a stern order:

"Transmit all the rule samples we've come across, including the incomplete 'Complete Record of Old Cases,' the aura of old official seals, the structure of the 'Return to the Land Register,' the rubbings of the Sealing Array, and the ashes from the skinned opera box... through the boundary marker link, back in full!"

……

Earth, the Guanghan Base on the Far Side of the Moon, and the Joint Control Room in Kyoto.

A piercing alarm blared throughout the hall. On the large screen, massive amounts of otherworldly rule sample data were refreshed like a flood bursting its banks. Each set of data represented a high-dimensional law that mortals could not comprehend.

Wang Mingyuan stared at the flashing code, his fists clenched. He knew all too well that even with all the computing power available at the current Earth Academy, it would be impossible to analyze the underlying dimensional rules of a complete alien world in a short time.

"This isn't for the Academy of Sciences!" Wang Mingyuan's eyes were filled with fervor and determination as he decisively issued the top order: "Everyone, cease all decryption attempts! Pack up and archive all original samples, and immediately transfer them to Kunlun!"

They were not the leaders; their sole task was to deliver these extremely precious fragments of rules intact to the supreme Dao Lord.

……

At the summit of Kunlun, deep within the Heavenly Palace.

Gu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes a crack as the dark golden vertical line between his brows opened.

Through the endless dimensions of the boundary marker, everything that happened in the first realm was clearly reflected in his eyes.

In the eyes of Han Zhao, Shen Yanqiu, and others, it was an apocalyptic catastrophe where more than a hundred old cases erupted simultaneously; but in Gu Qing's high-dimensional eyes, these rampaging demons were merely festering cracks in the rules emerging from the surface of the First Realm's world consciousness.

Through these hundreds of cracks, Gu Qing finally understood the "registration method" by which the first realm recognized all things.

Ordinary people have a civil register, officials have an official register, soldiers have a military register, the dead are registered in the cemetery register, demons are nailed to old cases, and those gods who enjoy incense offerings are recorded in the temple register. This extremely rigid, yet incredibly strict, "heaven and earth register" system together constitutes the underlying logic for the first realm to identify "things of this realm".

Earth cultivators are ostracized and burdened with heavy shackles of cultivation because they are completely "unregistered" within this vast network of heaven and earth.

Gu Qing did not choose to use violent means to forcibly alter all the laws of heaven and earth in the First Realm, as that would provoke a devastating backlash from the world's consciousness.

By leveraging the precise positioning of the dimensional core, the human karma fire, the secondary heavenly network, and the boundary coordinates, Gu Qing instantly disassembled and reassembled the rule samples of the old official seals, the land return register, and the name-sealing array that were transmitted back.

He wanted to forge a set of "household registration documents" that were as legal as could be.

Instead of forcing their way in, they completely deceived the world consciousness of the first realm by understanding the underlying rules!

He wanted all the Earth cultivators who crossed over to this realm to be recognized as legitimate members of the "Newly Formed Demon-Suppressing Army of Qingzhou," "Guest Ministers of Outer States," "Assistants of the Underworld," and "Medical Cultivators of the Medicine Register" according to the rules of the first realm.

Inside the vast Heavenly Palace, Gu Qing issued an extremely brief yet weighty decree, directed only towards the other side of the boundary marker:

"Establish a permanent residence."

……

The first realm, Qingzhou Prefecture.

With the arrival of this decree, the Sub-Heavenly Dao Network, like an invisible dark gold vein, followed the boundary markers, the old official seal of Qingzhou, and the incomplete "General Record of Old Cases," and forcefully penetrated into the underlying rules of the First Realm, firmly embedding a set of Earth-version customized "Heaven and Earth Household Registration" into the operating chain!

Standing on the ruins of Chunqiu Tower, Han Zhao noticed that the temporary "Guest Elder Bronze Token" given to him by Shen Yanqiu at his waist suddenly revealed an extremely mysterious dark gold pattern. This token was no longer just scrap metal verbally acknowledged by the remnants of the Demon Suppression Bureau, but had transformed into a true Demon Suppression Guest Elder's Life Talisman recognized by the laws of heaven and earth!

The foreign aura emanating from Xu Chenzhou, Meng Changlu, Fang Bai, and the others, which was out of place in this world, was instantly and perfectly covered by a layer of rule fluctuations called "Qingzhou Demon Suppression Army Guest Registration".

Hidden in the shadows, Xie Wujiu's tattered paper doll body suddenly trembled. His aura of the underworld, which had been subtly rejected by the laws of the first realm of yang, was cleverly disguised as "underworld assistant" and completely integrated into the cycle of yin laws in this world.

Lin Xiaolu, who was brewing medicine in a medicine shed in Huai'an County, suddenly felt a faint "medical record" aura emanating from the purple wooden medicine box beside her. Even the local patients she was seeing had an instinctive trust from the depths of the rules when they looked at her.

Those second batch of Earth support personnel scattered throughout Huai'an County, disguised as refugees, merchants, and craftsmen, no longer just disguised themselves as physical clothing and words, but directly as "real identities" at the rule level!

The world consciousness of the First Realm instinctively sensed the injection of this massive data stream, and its vast and chaotic will began to vibrate, attempting to launch the most violent repulsion mechanism.

However, the more than one hundred old cases rampant within Qingzhou are like hundreds of festering wounds suddenly bursting open on this massive body. World consciousness lacks intelligence; it relies solely on the instinct of basic logical judgment. What it urgently needs now is to cleanse these lesions that are capable of causing it to decay!

Gu Qing seized this unique window of opportunity with remarkable precision, perfectly packaging all of Earth's armed forces as "legitimate forces from this world that have come to clean up the lesions."

The rejection mechanism of world consciousness stalled in the face of these extremely realistic "heaven and earth registers".

Operating according to its underlying logic, it readily and tacitly acknowledged the existence of these "legitimate demon-suppressing forces."

"boom--!"

A silent roar resounded deep within the souls of all the Earth cultivators who had already entered the realm.

The "all-encompassing suppression" that had been pressing down on them and locking their meridians was completely released and vanished at this moment!

From this moment on, as long as the physical carrying capacity of the Star Gate passage is sufficient, destructive high-level combat power at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul levels will no longer be hindered by any boundary rules and can enter unimpeded!

……

Earth, the seventh region on the far side of the moon.

The massive outer ring of the temporary stargate, the instant the rules were unsealed, burst forth with an extremely brilliant and stable deep blue light, like a giant eye opening in the dark space.

On the eve of the army's entry into the border, there was no commotion, only a suffocating atmosphere of tension.

In front of the Star Gate, on the huge meteorite plaza, the Earth's cultivator army, which had already assembled, resembled a black ocean interwoven with steel and magic.

At the forefront, the Golden Core battle group, clad in heavy armor, wielded flying swords that emitted a bloodthirsty low hum from their scabbards, forming an incomparably sharp killing formation.

On the left flank of the battle group, the Yin Si troops, their black robes as black as ink, stretched across the mountains and plains, their Yellow Springs battle flags held high in their hands, fluttering in the vacuum of air without wind.

Behind the battle, thousands of engineering array masters, their expressions grim, controlled massive anti-gravity tractors, pulling mountain-like statue bases, super-large communication nodes, and roaring low-pressure psionic furnaces.

Further away, a vast number of medical and logistical personnel, along with supply convoys loaded with elixirs and military equipment, stretched as far as the eye could see, ready to rebuild the devastated wasteland at any moment.

Inside the Kyoto control room, Wang Mingyuan's hands trembled slightly as he looked at the completely stable stargate readings on the screen.

Over the communication channel came Kunlun's final decree, devoid of any emotional fluctuation:

"Entering the realm."

……

The First Era.

In the night sky of Qingzhou Prefecture, over a hundred crimson pillars of light, signifying the full-scale resurgence of the old case, shot into the heavens, as if the end of the world had arrived. The earth trembled, and mortals wailed in despair under the shadow of demons.

Before the distant Moon-Back Star Gate, the first Golden Core stage sword cultivator slowly lowered his mask and stepped into the spatial water membrane that rippled with a ghostly blue light with extreme composure.

Then came the second place, the third place... until that endless torrent of black steel surged into the stargate.

From this moment on, the first era is no longer a survival exploration game for a nine-person team.

It officially became the first external battlefield for Earth's civilization to sweep across all worlds.