If one were to use the era that Yang Jian was currently in as a starting point and trace back along the river of time, there were so many boundlessly glorious prehistoric eras that floated in the endless flow of time.
During the ancient times, the Great Shaman-Fiend War had thrown the world into chaos. All living beings were plunged into misery and suffering, and it swept through the 3,000 Great Worlds. The Great Shaman-Fiend War had lasted for a few Periods.
One Yuanhui was the number of Aeons, and it lasted for 129,600 years!
It was just a war, but it had lasted for hundreds of thousands of years! One could imagine how powerful the Sorcerer and Demon Clans were back then!
For hundreds of thousands of years, they could not defeat their own clansmen, and they could not finish their own destiny!
As for the human race, they were just struggling to survive in the cracks of the war between the two races.
Since the birth of the human race, they had worked hard for several Yuanhui. Just when they had grown strong with great difficulty, they were massacred by the demon race and almost exterminated!
At that time, the Great Magi-Demon War had already begun. The Demon Race used the blood and souls of humans to refine the supreme Immortal Weapon, the Magi-Slaying Sword. In the end, they provoked the blood feud of the Human Race. Until today, they would not rest until one side was dead.
The era before the Great Shaman-Demon War could be called the 'Primordial Era'. That was a story from countless eras ago. At that time, the main characters of the world were dragons, phoenixes, and qilins.
The three races were even more ferocious. After a war that lasted millions of years, the entire Great Desolate World was forcefully shattered and chiseled through, forming a pattern with five continents as the main, three thousand large worlds, and countless small worlds as support.
Before that, not much had been passed down, and the records were not clear. The mighty ones left behind were the six who had become saints, so the world did not know what had happened before the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity.
However, the first tribulation in the world was a well-known story.
It was said that during the Genesis Cataclysm, three thousand innate gods died. The Great Dao was hidden, and the Heavenly Dao was formed. It was the beginning of the Primordial World.
The creator of the heavens was the great god Pan Gu. Pan Gu held up the heavens, shook the earth, and supported the entire heaven and earth. In the end, he died of exhaustion.
After Pangu's death, his eyes turned into the sun and moon, his hair turned into the stars, his spine turned into the Heavenly Pillar Buzhou Mountain, and his primordial spirit turned into the Three Pure Ones. These were the foundations of the Three Pure Ones of Dao.
The Great God Pangu's flesh, blood, and essence had transformed into a race known as the Shamans.
The Wu people were born with divine power and inherited Pan Gu's bloodline. They could move mountains and fill oceans, chase after the stars and the sun, and control wind, rain, thunder, and lightning at will.
Among the Wu people, the twelfth Zu Wu had remarkable abilities and was the top expert of his generation.
Later on, the Wu people prospered and lived on the great earth. With the protection of the Merit of Creation, the fate of their race prospered, and they gradually became the number one race, ruling over the entire land.
However, at the same time as the Wu people, there was a race that represented all living beings in the Untainted Land, the demons.
The Demon Clan had produced two emperors, Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi. They also had the Chaos Primordial Spiritual Treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, to protect their fate. They had also obtained a great opportunity to establish the Ancient Celestial Court on the top of Mount Buzhou. With the fate of heaven and earth, they were able to resist the Merit of Creation of the Wu people.
The Demon Clan also produced many capable people. The Demon Master Kunpeng was one of the first to enter the Sage-to-be Realm. There were also the Ten Sages of the Demon Clan who fought against the Wu people and the Twelve Zu Wu.
The Demon Clan and the Wu people had developed to their peak, and their strength had always been similar. After the Demon Clan established the Celestial Court, they claimed to have jurisdiction over the world, subtly suppressing the Wu people.
The War of Sorcerers and Demons was actually unavoidable. There were three wars in total. During this period, there were many fascinating stories, such as "Hou Yi shooting the sun", "Kuafu chasing the sun", "Goddess Houtu transforming into the Six Paths", and so on.
Unfortunately.
The two races had fought for hundreds of thousands of years, causing countless lives to be lost. They had also forcefully emptied their own fate and merit.
The Zhou Tian Star Battle Formation and the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation had become the ultimate songs of the world!
What a pity.
If Goddess Nüwa had not become a Saint and used the power of a Saint to protect the last trace of fate of the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan would not have had any space to survive in the five continents of the Untainted Land.
If not for the Six Paths of Creation of the Zu Wu and the Lady of Earth, the Wu people might not even have been able to stay in the poorest North Continent, let alone many of their clansmen who had entered the Underworld to continue the fate of the Demon Clan.
Now, the main characters of the world were the human race.
The Three Sovereigns prospered, and the Five Emperors succeeded. In the five continents, the human race gathered 90% of the fate of the world.
It also affected the 3,000 Great Worlds. The 3,000 Great Worlds, which had been changed beyond recognition because of the Great Sorcerer and Demon War, became glorious again and filled with vitality.
The Dao Sect also prospered because of that. However, that was a story for another time.
Yang Jian knew all of that. Therefore, when he was sucked to this place by the stone tablet, he looked at the square pool that was five feet long and the colorful liquid in the pool. Apart from the excitement and the desire to cultivate mystic arts, he could not help but feel a little disappointed.
A moment ago, he had just entered this narrow "stone room".
A figure dressed in blood-colored armor, covered in blood, and with a blurry face grabbed Yang Jian's shoulder.
"Let me ask you! What time is it now? "
"It's now …"
"Can the Demon Clan be destroyed? Can our clan win? "
That sort of urgency, that sort of anxiousness, that sort of apprehension, and that sort of bewilderment caused Yang Jian's heart to tremble.
The figure said a very obscure language, but it did not prevent Yang Jian from understanding the meaning of the words.
He could already feel that the figure was so weak. It was like a candle in the wind. If he blew a little louder, it would dissipate.
It was not a soul, nor was it a soul. It was just an obsession.
An unyielding battle intent and obsession that could not be erased.
"Senior …" Yang Jian hesitated for a moment before telling the figure what he knew. It was also a small part of the history of the Primordial World that his master had told him.
When he heard that the Sorcerer and Demon War had been destroyed and that they had retreated from the Heaven and Earth Stage, the figure raised his head and laughed. Although his face was blurry, two streams of hot tears turned into a rain of light …
Following that, the figure also turned into specks of light rain and gradually disappeared …
He did not leave any words. He only wanted to hear the outcome of the battle in which countless brothers and comrades had shed their blood and sacrificed their lives.
Perhaps, Senior Wu people was asking about the story of the First Great Magi-Demon War and the Second Great Magi-Demon War, but it was too far away from the present.
It would take time for the human race to prosper. It had been countless years since the Sorcerer and Demon War had retreated and the human race had prospered to its current peak.
It was just an obsession that had waited until now.
"Perhaps, I owe you a favor, so I should lie to you."
"Unfortunately, I'm not even a Magus. I can barely be considered a human."
Yang Jian shook his head and sat by the pool. He did not dare to be too careless. He first used his finger to dip a drop of the Five-colored Essence on his hand.
In an instant, his body trembled, and the Eight-Nine Arcane Art circulated to the extreme!
The drop of Five-colored Essence actually entered his finger bones. His finger bones trembled, and the pain of his finger being broken assaulted him. However, it instantly turned into an intoxicating comfort!
"Hmm …"
Yang Jian's face was a little red as he hummed softly. His eyes widened, and an ecstatic expression appeared on his face!
He felt it!
The shackles that locked the limits of his strength! There was actually a crack!
He did not even need any treasures now. As long as he worked hard in his cultivation, he could use this crack to completely break the shackles!
But! In front of him was a pool of Battle Sorcerer blood!
"Hahahaha! Great creation! Great creation! "
Yang Jian threw his head back and laughed. That happiness and joy could not be concealed, and there was no need to conceal it!
That evil woman named Qinglian was waiting for me to get out of here!
Uh, that's not right. To target an enemy whose cultivation was only at the level of an Immortal, isn't that a bit too petty?
What he wanted to see should be the Supreme Dao! What he wanted to take was the extremely difficult path of becoming a Sage through the Physical Body!
Moreover, becoming a Sage through the Physical Body was not a casual title given by future generations. It was a realm! To follow the Great God Pangu! Break the shackles of Heaven and Earth!
Taking a deep breath, Yang Jian calmed down and took off his tattered clothes. He bowed to the naked pool and slowly stepped into it.
Magi were a powerful race born from Pangu's essence energy and flesh. They were famous for their powerful battle bodies.
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art was a supreme cultivation technique left behind by the Great God Pangu. It was the only way to become a Sage through the Physical Body. Although the last chapter was damaged, the remaining eight chapters were also shocking treasures!
If there was anything that could nourish the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, Pangu's blood essence was naturally the most perfect. The blood essence of the Wu people who inherited Pangu's bloodline was also a great supplement.
He knew that there was actually a hidden danger at that moment. It was the hundred or so cultivators who were fighting outside.
He definitely had to finish absorbing the blood essence of the Battle Sorcerer before they arrived, break the shackles, and even break through to the second stage of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art in one go!
His journey of the Great Dao had improved today!
Yang Jian closed his eyes and silently comprehended the profound meaning of the mysterious art. The colorful pool of blood gradually fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In Yang Jian's heart, a blurry but incomparably majestic figure slowly condensed. Its hands were supporting the sky and its feet were supporting the ground.
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