Primordial Era: A member of the Jie Sect, apprenticed to Tongtian

The sudden change in the surrounding scenery, with its almost iconic features, is undoubtedly a direct result of the ancient "War of the Lichs"!

For a moment, Shi Yuan even wondered if he had traveled through time again.

But only for a moment, Shi Yuan realized something was wrong.

Because after the initial shock subsided.

He had already noticed it.

The entire 'Lich Battlefield' around him was frozen in place.

There was no breeze, and the blood dripping from the countless corpses remained frozen on the ground.

Of course, the most obvious sight is the collapsed Buzhou Mountain not far away.

The mountain, broken in two, remained suspended in mid-air, as if it had fallen from the sky.

This is a still world.

"..."

As a result, Shi Yuan felt a sense of relief.

There's no way around it—if the place he's actually traversed is indeed the battlefield of the Lich War.

Then, upon reflection, he realized that his situation was extremely dangerous.

After all, the war between the Lich King and the Lich King was widely recognized as the most terrifying war in the Three Realms.

The powerful Lich and Demon races are fully engaged in the war, and even quasi-saints will have to rely on luck to survive.

The fact that this world is now frozen in time suggests that he is not actually in the Lich Wars.

"...Let's find a way out first."

After pondering quietly for a moment, Shi Yuan decisively decided to look for a possible way out on this battlefield.

Although theoretically, if he were to disappear...

The Tongtian Sect Leader, Nuwa, and even Wangshu will surely try to find him.

But ultimately, placing one's hopes on others is not Shih Yuan's style.

Therefore, Shi Yuan also quietly activated the Heaven-Slaying Robe.

Starlight shimmered on his Taoist robe, and he himself transformed into a streak of light, flying across the entire Lich battlefield.

"...It's truly cruel."

As we flew along, we saw the entire land devastated.

Shi Yuan could only sigh in dismay.

Even if it's just seeing a few remnants of that battle from this still time.

He could also imagine just how brutal that earth-shattering battle must have been.

Shi Yuan tried to find clues from the various scattered weapons and corpses below.

But he discovered that the whole world seemed like a perpetually still 'specimen'.

He couldn't move anything in it, nor could he take a single drop of blood to examine it.

Shi Yuan flew along and soon arrived at the foot of the collapsed Buzhou Mountain.

Looking up at the shattered pillar of heaven falling from infinite heights.

Shi Yuan didn't say a word, but simply flew upwards!

We traveled through the thirty-three heavens.

Then, Shi Yuan saw a figure.

The figure seemed to blot out the sky, its size even appearing to be able to penetrate most of the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Its figure was hidden in the clouds and mist, but the overwhelming aura of evil spirits and oppressive power still made Shi Yuan tremble with fear.

The figure had a huge wound on its head, seemingly caused by hitting its head against something.

He was clearly dead and was falling downwards.

It has a python's head and a human body, covered in black scales, standing on a black dragon, with a green python wrapped around its hands, and its whole body is filled with water vapor!

"The Ancestral God of Water... Gonggong."

Shi Yuan naturally recognized the other party's identity at a glance.

Even if the other party has perished for countless eons, their name will never fade with time.

Gonggong, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, was the Ancestral Witch of Water who knocked down Buzhou Mountain.

However, at this moment, this ancestral witch also seemed to be frozen along with the world.

"Is this the scene where Gonggong knocks down Buzhou Mountain, and subsequently perishes as a result?"

Shi Yuan curiously observed the entire body of this ancestral witch.

The body of the Ancestral Witch is a research topic that countless people in the Three Realms yearn for.

At this moment, he had a rare opportunity to fully observe an Ancestral Witch—although due to the special nature of this world, he was unable to obtain the Ancestral Witch's blood for research.

However, you can also discover a lot by observing.

In fact, Shi Yuan soon discovered this.

At this moment, Gonggong revealed his true form as an ancestral shaman, his aura so majestic it blotted out the sky.

There was a strange pattern on the left and right sides of the chest where the heart was located.

The pattern was completely different from the other sorcerer markings on his body, resembling a drop of blood.

More profound, more magnificent, more ancient, and more unfathomable.

"The body of the Ancestral Witch is truly mysterious."

Shi Yuan also sighed.

But he didn't look at it for too long.

After silently memorizing Gonggong's characteristics and imposing aura, they continued flying upwards.

Then, to his surprise, he discovered...

Along the way, Gonggong was not the only Ancestral Witch falling from Buzhou Mountain downwards.

"A human face, a bird's body, and treading on a green snake—this is the Rain Ancestral Witch, 'Xuanming'!"

"Green as bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, this is Jumang, the ancestral shaman of wood!"

"Holding lightning in his hand, with a human head and a dragon's body, this is the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, 'Xi Zi'!"

"With a human face and a tiger's body, and wings sprouting from its shoulder blades, this is the ancestral witch of metal, 'Ru Shou'!"

The ancestral witches who fell from grace, including Gonggong... there were as many as five in total!

"..."

Shi Yuan naturally continued to observe along the way.

It was later discovered that each ancestral witch possessed a different aura, and their witch runes varied according to their respective tribes.

But without exception, their chests all bore those ancient, blood-drop-like patterns.

However, Shi Yuan didn't have time to continue thinking about these discoveries.

"The origin of this world... lies atop this collapsed Mount Buzhou!"

He already had a vague premonition of this.

After a long flight, he finally arrived at the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Then what he saw was the ruins of a magnificent heavenly palace...

That was when humanity was still ignorant, and almost all beings, except for the witches, recognized it as the orthodox lineage of the Three Realms.

In ancient times, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

It is located atop Buzhou Mountain, known as the "Pillar of Heaven," and is in charge of the sun, moon, stars, and all things.

Of course, this is happening in this world right now.

With the collapse of Buzhou Mountain.

The ancient demon race's heavenly court was also reduced to ruins.

In this stagnant and still world, it turned into eternal deathly silence.

This time, Shi Yuan didn't observe further.

He simply looked up at the palace at the highest point of the entire demon race's heavenly court.

It was a magnificent palace.

The collapsed palace walls were inlaid with beautiful jade and engraved with demonic patterns.

Made from shattered bricks, tiles, and glazed tiles, its exquisite beauty is hard to discern.

The entire palace dome was blasted away by immense divine power, turning it into a futuristic, semi-open-air structure.

Only the plaque at the very front of the palace bears the name of the palace.

"Sunlight Palace".

This was once the residence of the two supreme beings of the demon race, the most sacred and noble place for the demon race.

Shi Yuan's gaze, however, was now fixed in place.

He stared intently at the Sun Palace.

To be precise, they were staring intently at the thing hovering above the Sun Palace.

It was an ancient bell.

Its material is indistinguishable; it is grayish and does not resemble stone, gold, jade, or bronze.

If you really want to describe it, the color is actually similar to the 'chaos' that Shi Yuan once saw.

It continuously spirals, emanating an indescribable power from its body.

"clang!"

The deep, resonant sound of the bell resounded directly into the depths of Shi Yuan's primordial spirit—it was exactly the same sound he had heard before he came to this strange world!

Meanwhile, as the bell continued to rotate...

Shi Yuan could also see that a dignified middle-aged man was gradually emerging below the bell.

The man was dressed in an extremely luxurious and imposing golden sun-shaped robe.

He wore a crown adorned with the sun, and his eyes burned with fiery crimson gold.

The pattern on the robe depicts a three-legged golden divine bird—the Three-Legged Golden Crow!

Therefore, there is no need to say anything more.

Shi Yuan now knew the identity of the person he saw at the highest point of this strange, still world.

"Donghuang Taiyi!"

One of the supreme beings of the demon race, Donghuang Taiyi.

As for the ancient bell hanging above his head, it is the most iconic spiritual treasure of Donghuang Taiyi.

It is called the "Eastern Emperor Bell".

However, countless powerful beings in the Three Realms prefer to call him by another name.

The Primordial Treasure, the Chaos Bell!

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