The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

"You've really let yourself go, haven't you?"

Jiaoyang is criticizing Zhou Mingrui.

"Fellow villager, I'm already being kind by not giving up and slacking off."

Zhou Mingrui countered.

"I smell a familiar scent on you."

"What?"

Zhou Mingrui did not understand his meaning.

Prince Jinwu said nothing more and only asked Zhou Mingrui to touch the scarlet light.

But he was wary of this, otherwise he would have acted on the advice long ago. This guy who called himself the Golden Crow Sun claimed to be from the same hometown, but who knows what kind of strange demon he was?

Therefore, the cautious Zhou Mingrui would not blindly follow His orders, so he made jokes and tried to deceive the authorities.

Unfortunately, the Golden Crow Sun was not so easily fooled. It had already seen through Zhou Mingrui's thoughts, but did not expose them. It continued to engage in subtle exchanges with him, and they could not see eye to eye.

The Golden Crow Prince didn't care about any of that. He didn't care whether Zhou Mingrui hit the crimson radiance or not. It was the other beings outside who were in a hurry.

However, there is a big problem for Him now: He is not fully aware of His origins. Many memories have been vaguely erased by a certain being, who seems to intend to transform Him into some kind of magical artifact.

The only things He can remember now are His identity as the Golden Crow and the probing gazes He can vaguely sense from the outside world.

He guessed that he might be some important being, and not just confined to this world, because his gaze could extend much further, as if it could reach beyond the universe. However, the primordial chaos within the universe blocked his gaze, preventing him from seeing any further.

He thought this was the limit of His power, and also because this universe served as a cage, shielding the beings within it.

He and Zhou Mingrui remained locked in a stalemate for a long time, after which a crimson radiance suddenly shone brightly, directly enveloping Zhou Mingrui.

"Zhou Mingrui, these important figures have already made arrangements for this matter. Just accept it. After all, no matter how much you resist or oppose, you will have to do it all," said the Golden Crow Prince.

"I...fuck!" (fuck dish fuck)

Zhou Mingrui was indignant, but it was all in vain. The wheels of fate rolled on, and even if he became the Lord of Mysteries and the Heavenly Venerable of Fortune and Prosperity in the future, he could not change anything.

He now felt like a puppet, wandering through this gray fog castle, landing on a large seat, and facing two unfamiliar figures with a depressed and distressed feeling.

……

The Golden Crow Prince, transformed into the blazing sun, was still examining this gray, misty world, trying to understand its operating principles and all its extraordinary powers.

Although He was only a remnant of a Great Luo Immortal, the remaining power of a Great Luo Immortal was enough for Him to move around in this world.

Therefore, He can discern and analyze the mysterious forces of this world.

"What kind of world is this?" The Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow continued to observe.

He could sense that the power of this world might far exceed His imagination. Although it seemed to be just an ordinary single universe, the power of the so-called ancient and true gods within it was not even comparable to Taiyi. However, the rules and principles within it were comparable to Da Luo, or even above Da Luo.

As for the gaze He sensed in the darkness, the undisguised power within it had already surpassed the limits of the Great Luo.

Therefore, He reasonably deduced that the being who transformed Him into His current form must also be an existence above the Great Luo level.

In a daze, He seemed to feel a heavy malice surrounding His mind, tightly binding Him, making it impossible for Him to breathe.

No, He doesn't need to breathe at all; that concept was forcibly added to Him by that being.

"I must break these shackles, or I will be trapped in this world for all eternity, just like Zhou Mingrui, a puppet on a string."

So He also delved into the so-called Old God and True God of this world, the source and uniqueness, and all kinds of extraordinary characteristics.

The more he studied Him, the stranger it seemed. When did extraordinary power become subject to so many restrictions?

How could the extraordinary be so inconvenient?! (End of Chapter)