Starting as the heir of a marquis's mansion, I gained access to a summoning system.

Yan Kuangtu did not answer, but simply took a step forward.

With that step, the ground cracked like a spider web, and the aura of the half-step Creation Realm remained dormant, yet it pressed down on everyone's heads like a mountain.

The man in gray remained silent for three breaths, then slowly retreated and disappeared into the northern alley.

The light threads on the purple bone suddenly surged a thousandfold at that moment, transforming into a purplish-black pillar of light that shot straight into the sky. A deep, long howl emanated from the pillar—not a human voice, but the roar of some kind of giant beast awakening from its slumber.

That long roar echoed throughout the newly merged continent.

The Bright Heaven Palace of the Western Continent, the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple of the Eastern Continent, the Crimson Abyss Volcano of the Northern Desert, and the Burial Sky Clan of the Southern Frontier—all the creations of the Central Continent opened their eyes at the same time.

Within the pillar of light, the purple bone began to float and rise on its own.

Countless fragments of memory erupted from the bones, transforming into light and shadow that flashed in the air—scenes from millions of years ago:

A group of beings who feed on blood and live on spirits descended from the depths of the void and established an era before the world was divided into chaos.

They were later called gods and demons. Their bodies decayed, their spirits dissipated, leaving only their bones buried deep in the earth's veins, waiting for an opportunity to awaken.

Now that heaven and earth have merged, spiritual energy has surged, and the last gear has meshed.

The purple bone rose to a height of a hundred feet, then suddenly turned southwest. Its speed was so fast that even Yan Kuangtu couldn't stop it. In the blink of an eye, it turned into purple light and disappeared into the horizon.

Just before the pillar of light dissipated, Lu Moshen's figure stepped out from the depths of the ruins.

The one-armed man in the gray robe stepped into the direction where the purple light disappeared, departing together with the piece of purple bone.

As he left, he glanced back in the direction of Dongfang Weiwo—there was no hostility, only a sense of relief that "what was bound to happen has finally happened."

Amidst the ruins, everyone dispersed, each with their own thoughts. The Primordial Divine Sect cleaned up the mess, while the Eternal Sect and the Shen family quietly withdrew.

No one chased after the Purple Bone, because they couldn't catch it—the flying speed of the divine and demonic remains exceeded the limits of the Celestial Realm.

Dongfang Weiwo stood on the rooftop of the western city, gazing in the direction where Zigu and Lu Moshen had disappeared, remaining motionless for a long time. Heaven and earth had completely merged, the remains of gods and demons had been born, Lu Moshen had chased after the remains, and the gray-robed man had retreated.

After the ancient formation of Baidi City completed its mission, it sank into the ground and returned to silence. However, the dark gold pattern on his palm did not go out; instead, it became even brighter.

After the spiritual veins of the entire continent were connected, his connection with that formation was not severed, but continued in a different way.

The door was already ajar, waiting for him to walk in.

Yan Kuangtu swept back from the south of the city, landed beside him, and clasped his hands in greeting:

"Young master, the bone has flown away. Demon God Lü has caught up. The gray-robed man was forced back by my attack and won't reappear for a while."

He paused, licked his lips, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes: "However, I've memorized the aura of that bone. When you need it, young master, I'll take you to find it."

Dongfang Weiwo nodded without speaking. He gazed at the dome; the dark golden halo had dissipated, but the starry sky had changed—new stars lit up, arranging themselves into the outline of an ancient array. The imprint left by the era of gods and demons millions of years ago was activated the moment the continents merged.

The starlight contained fragments of broken information; some fell to hidden ruins throughout the Central Plains, while others flew to more distant places, passing through atmospheric barriers and being transmitted to some place deep in the void.

"It flew away," Dongfang Weiwo said softly.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue stood side by side behind him, looking up at the shooting star carrying information about gods and demons as it flew into the depths of the void.

No one knows how long it will fly, where it will land, or who will intercept it. But everyone has a vague feeling that the Tianxuan Continent is no longer the only eye watching this war.

Other worlds are looking this way.

"Let's go back." Dongfang Weiwo withdrew his gaze first. "Tonight has been enough. After dawn, countless people will flock to Baidi City from all directions."

He stepped down from the roof, took two steps, then turned back to ask Yan Kuangtu, "Senior, did you really remember the aura of that piece of purple bone?"

Yan Kuangtu grinned and patted his chest:

"Rest assured, young master. While I may not excel at much else, no one can match my ability to smell. Wherever the bones are, I can take you there."

Dongfang Weiwo nodded slightly, turned around and walked back to the courtyard.

Behind him lay the ruins of a city in ruins and the lingering purplish-black mist, while above him, the stars were rearranged and a shooting star was gradually disappearing into the distance.

That night in Baidi City was forever recorded in the annals of the Tianxuan Continent.

But beyond the annals of history, in a far more distant place, a meteor carrying the memories of gods and demons from millions of years ago is piercing through the void and flying towards the depths of the vast universe.

Its destination is unknown, but every inch it flies over is sending a signal somewhere.

The Tianxuan Continent has awakened. The hunting grounds that have slumbered for millions of years have reopened.

On the seventh day after the merging of heaven and earth, ashes rose into the sky above Baidi City.

The ashes were not the kind of ashes from burning grass and trees. They were dust from the crushed rocks of the entire Tianxuan Continent during the violent reorganization of the earth's crust, which were then melted by high temperatures. They were as fine as smoke and slowly descended from the sky, covering every city and every field.

When people opened their windows, they saw a gray, hazy sky, as if the entire continent was shrouded in a shroud of mourning.

But it's hard to say who will be the one to suffer.

In these seven days, the landscape of the Tianxuan Continent has undergone earth-shattering changes.

After the fragments of heaven and earth came together, the forces that were originally separated by the sea suddenly became neighbors.

On the wasteland between the Eastern and Western Continents, the Azure Dragon Society's western defense line was only three hundred miles away from the 100,000 Radiant Armored Warriors of the Bright Heaven Palace.

The Southern Frontier Demon Clan surrounded them from three sides, while the Black Tide Army surged out simultaneously from three new land routes: one heading north towards the heart of Central China, another heading east towards the East China Sea, and the third heading west to collide with the flank of the Bright Heaven Palace in Western Continent.

The nine tribes of the Northern Desert Ice Plains marched south in full force. The Xuanming tribe swallowed up more than half of the barbarian grasslands overnight. On the fourth day, the Golden Wolf Banner of the Heavenly Khan was torn to shreds by the Frost Wyvern that Frost Bone was riding. The remaining barbarian tribes scattered and fled.

The mainland of Dongzhou was also busy.

Three thousand monks from Wanfo Temple stood guard outside the Stone Gate in the Northern Territory for seven days. Zen Master Liaochen repeatedly struck the Stone Gate with the afterimages of his copper bell and sword energy. The ancient seal characters on the Stone Gate gradually dimmed and finally collapsed completely on the fifth day.

The moment the stone gate opened, a surge of chaotic energy erupted from behind it, engulfing an area of ​​thirty miles in radius. Liao Chen sat cross-legged amidst the chaotic energy waves for three days, enduring the onslaught with his mid-stage Celestial Realm cultivation. Three days later, a palm-sized purplish-black fragment flew out from within the stone gate—of the same origin as the divine and demonic remains from White Emperor City.

Liao Chen put the fragment into the copper bell, got up and left, leading three thousand monks back to the Buddhist Kingdom of Jinling, where they stayed behind closed doors.

Pang Ban held back his troops, only erecting a monument outside the ruins after the stone gate opened. The monument had only four characters inscribed on it: "One bone has been taken."

When the news spread throughout the Eastern Continent, everyone knew one thing—there was more than one piece of the remains of the gods and demons.

A section of Baidi City's arm flew away, and a fragment is hidden inside the stone gate of the Northern Territory. After the merging of heaven and earth, the remains of gods and demons buried in the ley lines throughout the continent are awakening one by one; whoever finds them will own them.

And so the war broke out completely.

The Bright Heaven Palace of the Western Continent and the Black Tide Army of the Southern Frontier collided head-on at the border.

The Pure Light Dharma King personally took action and clashed with a black-armored commander of the Demon Clan's Burial Sky Clan, a late-stage Celestial Realm expert, in the sky for three days, turning the surrounding area of ​​a thousand miles into scorched earth.

The Light Armor suffered over ten thousand casualties, and the Demonic Black Tide retreated thirty miles. Both sides withdrew their troops and returned to their camps to lick their wounds.

After the nine tribes of the Northern Desert Ice Plains marched south, they encountered Wu Zetian's army marching north from the Lianyun Mountains.

Wu Zetian led 30,000 elite troops against the nine-tribe allied forces, fighting seven battles in the Xuanbing Wilderness, winning six and drawing one.

In the sixth battle, Wu Zetian cleaved the ice armor on the left arm of the Frostbone of the Xuanming tribe with a single blow, forcing them to retreat three hundred miles.

The young woman who called herself "Great Zhou Martial God" stood on the Xuanbing Wilderness, her blood and qi condensing into a dragon-shaped phantom. Her aura at the initial stage of the Celestial Realm was like a giant sword drawn from its sheath, forcefully blocking the southward invasion of the Nine Tribes of the Northern Desert north of the Golden Grassland.

In the Eastern Continent, the Azure Dragon Society and the Underworld have spread their influence across the board.

Pang Ban personally oversaw the southern front, using his mid-stage Celestial Realm cultivation to block two of the three passages from the Southern Frontier Demon Clan.

Guan Yutian guarded the western front, and the feint attacks on the flanks of the Guangming Palace were slapped back three times by him with a single palm strike. After that, the Guangming Palace never sent a single soldier towards the Qinglong Society again.

Xiong Ba, who was stationed at the western spiritual energy core, used the Three-Part Returning Qi to transform the pillar of light into his own. Within seven days, he expanded the radius of the spiritual energy core by two thousand miles, directly bordering several oasis city-states in the Western Continent.

But all of this is just the prelude.

On the morning of the eighth day, the ashes stopped.

After the layer of hazy dust on the sky settled completely, the entire continent revealed its complete form after the fusion of heaven and earth for the first time—mountains and rivers, grasslands and deserts, forests and lakes, all pieces pieced together into a vast and boundless continent.

On this continent, countless ancient forces that had never shown any trace before began to emerge from underground, mountain belly, and deep forest.

The first to appear was the "Nine Nether Ancient Clan".

This is a bloodline clan that has been hidden from the world for ten thousand years, living in the deepest part of the East Sea, beneath the abyss.

The fusion of heaven and earth caused the seabed crust to rise, pushing their ancient city of the Abyss out of the sea and transforming it overnight into a magnificent city standing on the eastern coast of the New World.

The people of the Nine Nether Ancient Clan are all bluish-gray in color, with eyes as black as ink. Their cultivation techniques are based on water-elemental yin energy. There are as many as thirteen experts in the clan who are at or above the initial stage of the Celestial Realm, and the clan leader "Youyuan" is even at the peak of the late stage of the Celestial Realm.

Their first act upon being born was to assert sovereignty over the neighboring islands of the East China Sea—the island of Ten Thousand Snakes in the underworld happened to be right on the edge of their territorial waters.

Pang Ban stood on the precipice of Ten Thousand Snake Island, gazing at the colossal, bluish-gray city that had seemingly sprung from nowhere in the sea, and remained silent for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Then he turned to the messenger behind him and said:

"Tell the young master that a neighboring family has moved in from the east. They have thirteen celestial beings, plus one late-stage one. I'm not confident I can stop them all."

When the news reached Baidi City, Dongfang Weizheng was dealing with the second one.

"Tianxu Pavilion" - a region in the southern part of Zhongzhou that was originally swallowed by a void rift. After the fusion of heaven and earth, that void shrank and recovered, revealing a huge pavilion floating above a bottomless abyss.

The master of Tianxu Pavilion calls himself "Ancestor of the Void," a peak Celestial Realm cultivator who practices Void Martial Arts and can move freely among physical objects.

His first act after emerging from seclusion was to sweep through the three cities in the southern part of Zhongzhou, uprooting the branch of the Eternal Sect that had originally occupied the area, and directly declaring that the southern part of Zhongzhou would be under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Ruins Pavilion.

Enraged, the main altar of the Eternal Sect dispatched two mid-stage Celestial Beings to the south, where they engaged in a three-day, three-night battle with the Void Ancestor above the clouds.

In the end, the two members of the Eternal Sect suffered one death and one injury, and retreated back to the north. The name of the Heavenly Ruins Pavilion became famous throughout the Central Continent.

Next up is "Starry Night Manor".

This mountain villa is usually shrouded in clouds and mist, suspended high in the sky, and ordinary people on the Tianxuan Continent have never seen it.

After the heavens and earth merged, the spiritual energy surged, the cloud cover over Starry Mountain Villa dissipated on its own, and a floating palace built of meteorites appeared above everyone's heads.

The master of the manor, "Xingyan," was an unparalleled powerhouse at the early stage of the Creation Realm. His gaze did not fall on any city in the Central Continent, but instead looked at the newly lit star in the dome—the shooting star that carried the memories of gods and demons and flew into the depths of the void.

Standing atop the floating palace, Xingyan watched the shooting star disappear into the distance and uttered only one sentence to the disciples of the manor:

"They're back. Everything from the Era of Gods and Demons is coming back, piece by piece."

Then there is the "Taiyuan Dynasty"—an ancient dynasty that has been slumbering underground in the far western desert for 30,000 years, and is famous for its 200,000 immortal armored guards.

Their soldiers wore rusty bronze armor, their faces were as dry as mummies, yet they moved like the wind. Every armored guard was at least at the peak of the Grandmaster level, and the centurion was a half-step Celestial.

When the emperor of the Taiyuan Dynasty, "Emperor Taiyuan," sat up from the ground, the entire Western Desert trembled like a sieve.

His aura swept across the entire desert; he was at the peak of the Celestial Realm, just a hair's breadth away from the threshold of the Creation Realm.

The first thing he said after opening his eyes was:

"The desert is mine. To the east, those places that shine, I will take them all."