The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Luo Zu remembered the name "Wu".

When my cultivation level is higher in the future, I might be able to find him, and then use him to find that strange creature.

We may not be able to hold them accountable now, but who knows what the future holds.

After gathering up his companion's headless body, he dragged it and sped towards the mountain peak where the cave was located.

Luo Zu arranged a piece of land on that mountain as a tribal cemetery, where everyone who dies would be buried. This was Luo Zu's suggestion after the elders left.

Although everyone's understanding of death is not particularly profound, they are still intelligent beings and will certainly feel sorrow at the death of their companions. How could they bear to see their companions lying dead in the wilderness, slowly rotting, or being torn apart by scavengers in the forest? They felt a deep sense of kinship, so everyone unanimously agreed to the proposal.

"Chieftain, Captain, look over there."

Just as the group was about to leave, one of the team members suddenly exclaimed.

The crowd looked in the direction he was pointing and saw several monsters stretching their limbs in the wrecked valley.

These monsters were enormous, at least a hundred feet tall, with tiger heads and horse bodies, covered in red fur. They were digging up the vampire vines at the bottom of the valley, excavating their roots, and then gnawing and eating them.

In addition to the roots and stems of the blood-sucking wisteria, they also had a special fondness for the soil and rocks in the valley, turning over them a few times before swallowing a mouthful of soil and rocks.

"When did they appear?" Luo Zu patted the stunned team member.

The team member pointed to the sky: "It grew from the blood of that god."

Gods? It refers to that strange creature that resembles a mythical beast. In the eyes of the "Upper Cave Man," those creatures that can speak and possess great supernatural powers are gods, especially those powerful beings that can destroy an entire race in an instant.

"What?" Luo Zu looked at the monsters in surprise.

The blood spilled during the battle of the Four-Unlikes could turn into such a group of monsters?

What kind of being is that "four-not-like"? Is it a Great Luo Golden Immortal roaming the primordial world? Or is it a Celestial Immortal who is less than a dog in the primordial world?

Luo Zu knew nothing, but at this moment he knew one thing: the monsters had discovered them.

As Luo Zu locked eyes with one of the monsters, his heart suddenly raced, his body froze, and he was enveloped by an inexplicable fear.

He couldn't even handle the monster formed from a few drops of blood that resembled a mythical creature.

But the monsters showed little interest in them, glancing at them only once before turning their attention back to the land, chewing on the roots of the vampire wisteria and drinking the soil. Were these monsters vegetarians? But judging from their fangs, claws, and ferocious expressions, they certainly didn't seem like vegetarians.

Luo Zu then observed for a while and finally discovered that these monsters seemed to be eating the soil and rocks that had been stained by the blood of the Qilin, but they didn't eat just any soil and rocks.

"Let's go first." Luo Zu finally suppressed his curiosity and led the hunting team away from the mountain.

For an ordinary person to survive long in the prehistoric world, they must be careful in everything they do and live cautiously. They should not be too curious about certain things, as they may very well cost them their lives.

The group then quickly left, and during this time, Luo Zu stimulated his blood and qi, causing his severed hair to grow back.

Otherwise, this Mediterranean look would really be weird and ugly.

They quickly ran back to the cave, buried their dead companions, and then took stock of the tribe's manpower.

The Upper Caveman tribe has lost three members so far, but the rest are unharmed.

Their tribal property was intact and undamaged.

After learning all this, Luo Zu felt a little more relaxed.

Afterwards, he arranged for a member of the tribe with the supernatural ability of "seeing a thousand miles" to observe the situation in that valley from afar.

There were seven monsters in total, each a hundred feet long and over thirty feet tall. Whether they possessed supernatural powers or demonic magic was still uncertain and required further observation.

Moreover, they still haven't left that valley, stubbornly occupying Luo Zu's hometown.

However, Luo Zu wasn't angry about this. It was just that all his previous preparations were probably going to go down the drain. If those monsters stayed there permanently, he would have to come up with a new strategy.

Although it's a troublesome matter, it's better than getting angry and hurting your body and mind.

A month passed in this way. The vampire vines in the valley were dug up, and the soil and rocks were dug up by five or six zhang (approximately 10-15 meters). The water of the small river was stored in the valley, forming small ponds.

What was once a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains, a place of pristine natural beauty, has been turned into a mess, full of potholes and craters, making it uninhabitable.

Luo Zu was now in a panic; he would have to continue living as a caveman.

However, there was also some good news: after they had eaten and drunk their fill, leaving a mess behind, they left.

"Where to?"

"They went to dig up the mountain."

The second brother (the Calabash Brothers' all-seeing eye) pointed to a mountain peak a thousand miles away.

Looking into the distance, Luo Zu, who also possessed Erwa's "clairvoyance" supernatural power, even surpassed it, saw a group of red-haired monsters digging in the lush green forest, which was bald and missing patches due to the blood of the Qilin.

Moreover, they specifically dig into the blood-soaked areas of those strange creatures and devour the bright red soil and stones.

So hungry and indiscriminate in their eating, Luo Zu wondered if they would go berserk and pounce on a creature that resembled a mythical creature to devour it raw.

If they are truly transformed from the flesh and blood of some strange creature, then that would truly be... a loving father and filial son.

But this is indeed good news, indicating that the monsters' purpose is simple: to kill the blood of the Qilin here, not to kill the innocent people like them.

Luo Zu then instructed Erwa to continue closely monitoring the monster's movements, while he continued his cultivation and research into refining his own magical artifact embryos.

Thinking of this, he looked up and gazed at a high peak thousands of miles away.

On that mountain, a lone arrow was stuck in the ground; it was the arrow that the being named Wu had shot at the Qilin.

Luo Zu used his clairvoyance to get a general idea of ​​the arrow. He didn't know what material it was made of, but it had a golden light flowing around it, as if flames were burning on the arrow body, without any sign of weakening.

It may be a "magical artifact" from the primordial era.

Although Luo Zu was envious, he dared not move. After all, he was not the only one in this vast mountain range who was eyeing that arrow. A giant bird with a wingspan of thousands of feet had previously swooped down to grab it and then turned into a puddle of pus on the spot, a truly miserable sight.

Therefore, Luo Zu also coveted it, but only thought about it and dared not get close.

But looking at it from afar gave Luo Zu a lot of inspiration, almost causing him to overturn the method of refining magical artifact embryos that he had derived after many experiments.

Unfortunately, Luo Zu didn't have that material; he only had a piece of refined steel that he had accumulated over a long time, weighing about a ton.

This was the culmination of over thirty years of accumulation within the world within the pot, and yet Luo Zu squandered thirty percent of it.