The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

Just like being in this wretched place, it's agonizing, but... thankfully it's safe.

I wonder if that An Jingjing outside has been properly protected by Du Deng and Qian Yao.

There's probably no need to worry about other places, but this is Buzhou Mountain after all. If they mess up and provoke something they shouldn't, there's nothing I can do about it.

Two-legged crows smell so good when roasted!

Chen Geng's mouth was watering, and he wished he could take a bite right now, but he glanced at the old farmer next to him who was resting calmly, and could only continue to hold back!

This guy could kill me with one finger, he really could kill me with one finger...

He kept hypnotizing himself, obediently roasting the bird.

The smell was quite nice, and he wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt as if his innate vital energy was increasing.

The more fragrant it was, the more it increased. Chen Geng then opened a scroll that he hadn't opened for a long time.

The old farmer glanced at it, then ignored it.

Number of survivors remaining: 1

The cold, hard numbers foreshadowed that the entire Great Xia Dynasty was in grave danger, teetering on the brink of divine punishment.

The number of survivors shown is for those chosen by Kinmen; those who traveled through time using tokens are not counted.

Chen Geng decisively focused his attention on An Jingjing's profile picture, and sure enough, An Jingjing's profile picture was still lit up.

She is still alive.

Chen Geng nodded to himself; it seemed that An Jingjing had not disappointed him.

He didn't look at the long string of unread messages Fang Yun sent, but paid a little attention to Cui Jue and Dong Xiaomiao.

Cui Jue: "Brother Chen, where are you right now? Something's happened here."

"I know you don't want to deal with that commander-in-chief, Fang Yun. After all, they're cultivators, not professionals, and they don't trust you. But I think I have to talk to you about this."

  

"Remember the ancient Mongol Kingdom, which had no trees? They bordered us. They concealed their last punishment; according to our reconnaissance, it was a reduction in territory strength."

Territorial strength has decreased?

Chen Geng frowned and flipped the bird over to prevent it from burning.

He didn't know what the wood and fire were made of, but even with his innate divine power of the True Fire of the Sun, he felt unbearably hot.

Cui Jue continued reading the message: "At first, we thought this had nothing to do with Great Xia, since it was a matter of their territory, but later the situation became serious!"

"The space within the Ancient Meng Kingdom has been shattered, and a group claiming to be the Order of the Eternal Heaven has actually crossed over and entered the Ancient Meng Kingdom!"

"We are closest to the ancient Mongols. If the Eternal Heaven attacks, we will be in grave danger!"

"Old Chen, have you seen the message? Give me a reply. Our Great Xia is currently beset by internal and external troubles, and we're urgently summoning cultivators back, but many are unwilling to return."

Cui Jue seemed to be really anxious. Chen Geng didn't rush to reply, but instead opened Dong Xiaomiao's message again.

Dong Xiaomiao: "Old Chen, I've got my eye on a pair of black stockings, do you want to see them?"

"Hey pigeon~ What should I do next time for Mythology?"

"Pigeon~ Pigeon~ Pigeon..."

Is Dong Xiaomiao crazy?

He thought something important had happened, so Chen Geng decisively closed the window, thought for a moment, and then sent a message to Cui Jue.

What kind of power is the Eternal Heaven? Is there any data on it now?

Inside the Earth command center, bored out of his mind, Cui Jue forced open his eyelids and looked around. There were people everywhere.

The entire command center, logistics team, analysis team, intelligence team, information processing team, and hundreds of other people were all watching him.

Commander-in-Chief Fang Yun, along with his deputy commanders, chief of staff, and other leaders, pressed on relentlessly.

There was no other way; now, in the entire mythology of giants and demons, only An Jingjing remained alive, and they knew that Chen Geng was protecting An Jingjing.

This is the only hope.

Cui Jue looked up and saw the three high-ranking leaders staring intently at her, then subconsciously looked away.

The pressure is immense...

Suddenly, he felt the scroll shake, his expression froze, and he instantly woke up from his drowsiness.

"Brother Chen replied!"

He shouted, and everyone's eyes lit up as they stared intently at him!

"Quick! Look what the news is!"

Fang Yun hurriedly shouted, "And ask him where he is!"

They also contacted An Jingjing, but An Jingjing knew nothing about it. Only Chen Geng was a breakthrough point!

"He asked us for specific information about the Eternal Heaven."

"The Eternal Heaven? What's the point of asking about the Eternal Heaven at this time?"

Fang Yun said anxiously, "Quickly ask him where he is and why he hasn't met up with An Jingjing for so long."

"What is the origin of those two demons beside An Jingjing? Are they dangerous? Will they eat her?"

"She is our only hope. If An Jingjing dies, Da Xia will not be able to bear the consequences."

"Commander-in-Chief, please don't worry."

Cui Jue interrupted him softly, "Although I wouldn't say I have a very good relationship with Brother Chen, I do know a bit about his temper."

"He's the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force; we should talk to him nicely."

Cui Jue was not lying. This conclusion was drawn from a joint effort by the analysis department and the investigation department to analyze Chen Geng's life experiences from childhood to adulthood.

He lost both parents at a young age and preferred to handle everything on his own, unable to rely on anyone.

The more you pressure such a person, the more they will rebel. But if you speak to them gently and kindly, you can gain their trust.

He didn't actively seek out this information; Dong Xiaomiao told him about it.

Because Dong Xiaomiao and Chen Geng have a good relationship, but he is different; he doesn't dare to pry into people's privacy and knows his place very well.

"Okay..." Fang Yun forced down her trembling voice: "Then ask him your way."

Cui Jue shook his head: "No, let's get the information on Changshengtian first and show it to Brother Chen."

"Oh, and while you're at it, bring along all the natural disasters that the Ancient Meng Kingdom has suffered as punishment over the years."

This information was quickly delivered to Chen Geng, who then turned the crow over again.

At this moment, the crows began to drip oil, and the aroma became stronger. Chen Geng noticed that the old farmer wasn't looking and wanted to secretly taste what the oil tasted like.

"Cough cough."

The old farmer glanced at him and said, "This is fertilizer."

I'm so fat!

Chen Geng dared not say it aloud, but in the next instant, a thunderclap sounded in the sky!

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck him squarely on the forehead, leaving Chen Geng dizzy and his body charred black.

Its beautiful feathers were completely tangled up.

He gasped, his breath filled with the smell of burnt feathers. The old farmer beside him chuckled, "Don't get any bad ideas. Mount Buzhou is the closest place to the Heavenly Dao."

Chen Geng dared not curse anymore, and obediently preened his feathers while looking at the message about the Eternal Heaven sent by Cui Jue.

The Eternal Heaven is a myth from the ancient Mongol kingdom.

The opening of the Golden Gate is in accordance with the myths of various countries, and the Eternal Heaven is the supreme god recorded in the ancient Mongolian Kingdom.

It is the ultimate source of destiny and authority, and a symbol of holiness and order.

Chen Geng saw the information label: "The ancient Meng Kingdom failed three times in the myth of the Eternal Heaven, and no one survived in any of the three attempts."

"The three punishments all involved a reduction in the strength of their territories, until this time, when their skies were torn apart and a supreme god emerged from the yellow sand."