The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Chapter 380 A myriad of thoughts, sending you into reincarnation.

The setting sun was like blood, the sky collapsed and the earth caved in. A hazy aura surged into the world like a torrent. The hundred-armed demon god dominated the world, tearing the sky apart and destroying the ancient starry sky. Eight eternal Dao Lords rose from the Eight Directions Heavenly City to meet the enemy. Blood stained the sky, and they perished together with the demon god.

The authority of the eight Dao Lords was thus shattered, the Heavenly City fell to the earth, and the world descended into chaos.

But the story unfolds from there.

But it also ended here.

The demon god not only took away eight Dao Lords, but also brought countless Heavenly Demons. They burned, killed, and plundered all living beings in the world like locusts, leaving no chance for life, as if they could only leave satisfied after reaping all life.

However, when things reach their extremes, they will turn into their opposites. The Heavenly Demon plunders all living beings in the world, but it cannot kill all life. Some living beings still survive like cockroaches.

With the help of the ruins of the Heavenly City opened up by the Dao Lord in the past, a type of creature in this world—the puppet—was able to survive.

Puppets, once mechanical creations of sorcerers and spirits, have no flesh and blood, nor a soul, but they possess spirits directly attached to their mechanical bodies. They can think independently and have their own perceptions, thus they can be considered living beings.

It is precisely because of the special nature of the puppets and the protection of the ruins of the Heavenly City that the world has been able to preserve this kind of race.

In the ruins of Tiancheng, Puppet Number 1009 skillfully and nimbly replaced the parts of his body, changing his material using the method of smelting divine metal.

Unlike the other puppets who were praying for the Dao Lord's death anniversary, he was never devout. But he was also grateful that the Dao Lords had fallen and that the Demon God had destroyed the world. Otherwise, how could they, the puppets, have seized the opportunity to rise up, break free from their lowly status as slaves to all things, and become the masters of heaven and earth?

"Drive out the demons and reclaim our land!"

"Destroy the Demon God, and the world will belong to the Puppet Race."

"..."

Deafening shouts echoed from the ruins of Tiancheng.

Puppet Number 1009 understood that an ambitious member of the Puppet Clan was attempting to wage war.

But this war is not about eliminating the Heavenly Demons and Demon Gods, but about fighting for territory with the Puppet Clan on another street in this Heavenly City Ruins.

The puppets' current living environment is extremely harsh, preventing them from expanding outwards. The outside world is full of Heavenly Demons, and the puppets' power cannot harm the Heavenly Demons, so how can they talk about driving out the Heavenly Demons and destroying the Demon God?

Just as Puppet Number 1009 was refining divine metal and his mind was racing, something suddenly caught his eye.

It was an impurity mixed in with the waste he had just excavated from the Heavenly City. He originally intended to smash it and then refine it into divine metal energy, but he found that he could not destroy it. Even using the extremely high temperature flames in the core furnace, he could not melt it.

What is this?

But just as he was thinking, this impurity suddenly entered his mind, and his spirit blazed brightly, blooming like a fiery lotus flower on his forehead.

"What a lowly nature." Puppet Number 1009 then uttered a voice completely different from its own, as if it were more mature and dignified, like an old man who had walked out of the long river of history.

"You, you." Puppet No. 1009's spirit was not banned, but he suddenly had this extra burden on his shoulders, and naturally, his fear outweighed his shock.

"I am the Sword Master!" the voice then shouted.

The elf of Puppet Number 1009 was even more horrified. How could the Sword Master, one of the eight Dao Masters, have possessed him?

He didn't understand, but the sword master didn't care about that, nor did he care how turbulent his mind was; he only needed to give the order.

"Puppets are mechanical creations, and it is difficult for them to break free from the shackles of their creator. You need to cultivate some spirituality and transform yourself into a magical artifact or something similar. Only in this way can you have the possibility of becoming a Golden Immortal and ascending to the throne of the Dao Lord." The Sword Master pointed out arbitrarily.

Upon hearing the Sword Master's words, Puppet Number 1009 was naturally filled with excitement and truly longed for the future of becoming a Dao Master.

But he understood something even more clearly: how difficult it was to become a Dao Master. Besides, was the guy parasitizing his body really a Sword Master? He found it hard to believe.

"This city is the Heavenly City that I once opened up. I know all the mechanisms in it. Even though it is now in ruins, I can still open it. Go and try it, and you will know that what I said is true," the Sword Master then said.

Puppet Number 1009 was taken aback. He glanced at the ruins on the ground and couldn't believe that the ruins of the Heavenly City, which were so dilapidated that they no longer resembled their original appearance and were just patches of gray haze floating in the air for hundreds of feet, still had mechanisms remaining.

But as he could not have imagined, the Sword Master naturally gave orders, and he did not want to miss this opportunity. He wanted to prove himself; he did not want to live like the other puppet races, groveling in these ruins. He wanted to become a star in the sky.

So he took action.

But as soon as he moved, the elven flames attached to his forehead and heart burned even more fiercely.

"What?"

boom!

In an instant, Puppet Number 1009 transformed into a pillar of fire, its body turning into smoke, merging into the haze of the Heavenly City ruins.

"We've caught another one." A calm voice drifted through the air like a gentle breeze.

……

All of the above often occur in the Eight Immortals' Realm because they are all traps set by Luo Zu in order to capture the lingering remnants of the Eight Immortals.

The remnants of the Eight Immortals are deeply hidden, and the core of this world has not yet been touched by Luo Zu. Otherwise, Luo Zu would not have gone to such lengths, sending heavenly demons to search the heavens and the earth while setting up so-called opportunities to lure out the slumbering remnants of the Eight Immortals and then capture them.

Back then, the Eight Immortals broke free from the heavens and earth, intending to first destroy the Heavenly Demon King, the avatar of Luo Zu, and then escape from this place.

However, they were unaware of the Heavenly Demon King's strength. He was an avatar of Luo Zu and was considered the master of the Heart Sea here. The Heart Sea would naturally bestow all its power upon him, making his strength far exceed what was outwardly apparent.

Therefore, the powerful beings formed from the remnants of the eight Golden Immortals were smashed to pieces by the Heavenly Demon King, punch after punch.

However, Golden Immortals are really hard to kill. At least with Luo Zu's current level, it is really too difficult to kill them.

After they were blasted into dust by the Heavenly Demon King, their already incomplete wisp of will transformed into countless true spirits.

This truly opened Luo Zu's eyes.

The fall of the Yudu Demon God was truly no small feat.

Despite his感慨 (feelings of deep emotion), Luo Zu still managed to capture the most crucial lingering resentment and sent it into the Nine Netherworlds, where reincarnation is still being created and is currently only half-finished. Moreover, it also suppresses the lingering resentment of the lingering resentment of a powerful being from the Primordial Era...

This could also be used to gradually dissipate the lingering resentment of these eight Golden Immortals, leaving only pure magical power, which Luo Zu could then use to sense the Daoist methods and cultivation practices of the eight Golden Immortals.

As time passed, the traps set by Luo Zu in the Eight Immortals' Heaven and Earth captured more and more of the lingering remnants of the Eight Immortals, and more and more of them were put into the half-finished cycle of reincarnation, which also promoted the creation and evolution of reincarnation.

This process was ingenious, but Luo Zu also had his helplessness.

He discovered that true reincarnation was impossible; there was an unseen force suppressing his ability to enter into reincarnation.

(End of this chapter)