[In the 287th year of the Daqing era, your Qinghe Gang, having exercised more restraint in this generation, although using a large amount of snake blood, only saw a small patch of white hair on many members, and their eyes were even less likely to change color.]

In the 290th year of the Daqing era, Song Xiaohu became a Grandmaster. You abdicated your position and also adopted his left and right protectors, then went off to roam the world alone.

[Go and explore every corner of this world, with absolute invincibility!]

It's worth mentioning that Zhu Baowen has disappeared; he must have quietly left this world sometime within the last two years.

[In the 292nd year of Daqing, you traversed desert tribes, competed with children in snake fighting, and once, in a display of heroic spirit, single-handedly confronted a sandstorm.]

Natural disasters are truly terrifying. Sandstorms won't harm you, but your attacks will only cause minor scratches to them.

[After two years of fighting in the desert, your "natural kill record" consists of three sand tornadoes and five large sand pits. As for sandstorms, their health bars are too thick, and you haven't managed to kill a single one.]

You are heading to the grasslands.

In the 294th year of the Daqing era, the people of the grasslands were generally tall, with many exceeding two meters in height. They did not harbor hostility towards the warriors from the Three Kingdoms, but rather held them in simple discrimination.

They'll think you're just an ordinary person from the Three Kingdoms period, trying to steal the most precious daughter of the Golden Family and steal their golden bloodline.

The "golden bloodline" of the grasslands refers to innate talents like the strength of dragons and elephants, and the body of steel. While the emergence of such talents in the Three Kingdoms region was entirely a matter of fate, the grasslands saw the formation of golden clans who intermarry, resulting in a talent drop rate as high as 60%!

[Now you understand the essence of "talent," which is a weakened version of the Holy Body holder. The difference is: a Holy Body is only born with 10 times the aptitude, while a talent can be obtained with 2-3 times the aptitude.]

[Talents cannot be enhanced, unlike the Holy Body. The effect of talents decreases as you progress. If you undergo innate cleansing without transforming into a Holy Body, the talent will retain its original effect.]

Of course, having talent is still a bit better than not having talent. For example, if both are at the peak of the Innate Realm, the one without talent has 150 times the combat power, while the one with the Iron Body has 150.01 times...

[If it's the Dragon-Elephant Mighty Body, then it's incredibly powerful, potentially 151 times stronger.]

[“It seems these grassland people have many remarkable ancestors, and quite a few possess sacred remains.” You offer a positive compliment.]

"Maybe it's because they're inbred that they've preserved their talent," you mutter to yourself.

[You seem to be having a lot of fun on the grasslands—a Grandmaster with 100x combat power, happy anywhere.]

The grassland environment is excellent, but it also experiences the once-in-decades "white feather plague."

[You just happened to be there when countless snowflakes fell like giant goose feathers, instantly covering the earth and burying livestock and houses—it was an unimaginable snow disaster.]

Some of these snowflakes are so large they are almost the size of a human hand, and are called "giant snow palms," also known as "deadly hands," capable of easily taking the lives of people on the grasslands.

You think you're only missing a Yeti to complete the set.

Hmm, we might need to add a monitoring needle as well.

Your travels have led you to the giant island region.

The last time you came here was more than twenty years ago. You crushed the royal family on Tianyuan Peak, took away the Eight Kun Serpent King, and then left.

[Now you return to find the situation on the giant island region drastically changed, the entire kingdom in chaos, and various rulers embroiled in war.]

Without the authority of the imperial family to suppress any unrest, the world has descended into chaos; we are now in an "era of turmoil."

Although things weren't exactly peaceful before.

People claiming to be Great Heavenly Gods or Great Destroyers are everywhere; every ruler wants to conquer the world.

[In the 296th year of the Daqing reign, as you walk through this "turbulent era," you find that this place also has its own unique scenery.]

For example, various sacrificial rites to deities, though ornate and impractical, are nonetheless ornate in their own way!

A feast for the eyes, local customs and traditions, and culinary delights—in this era of widespread suffering, you walk in the light.

You've intervened in some tragic events, but you can only save what you can see; what you can't see, you can only leave it alone.

Standing at 1.8 meters tall, you are like a god descended to earth on this land. You hardly need to display your martial arts skills; no one dares to provoke you.

There are still some.

In the 297th year of the Daqing era, you were ambushed by the Great Demon God, the Blood-Drinking Evil Child, and his five hundred Blood-Drinking followers. The middle-aged dwarf, less than a meter tall, licked the blood from his knife and laughed, saying that killing you was equivalent to the flesh of two or three people.

Compared to their encounter in the previous life (Chapter 59), this guy has made significant progress, reaching the profound first-class realm of internal energy penetration, unless you've become a peerless grandmaster.

[You enveloped your entire body with a massive amount of internal energy, essentially becoming inside a five-meter-tall invisible mech (the people inside the mech weren't invisible). The Bloodthirsty Child and the five hundred Bloodthirsty Crowds collapsed before you like harvested rice in autumn.]

Five hundred people—this is the first time in your life you've committed such a massacre.

[After that, you went to the snowfield.]

[The snowfield, the place you slaughtered most horribly in your previous life, is now one of the most peaceful and tranquil areas in the entire kingdom. All of this is thanks to its guardian: the true deity—the Ice Goddess.]

[Due to her martial arts skills, the Ice Goddess is extremely ugly and inhuman in appearance, but in reality, her heart is the purest and kindest among the "gods" on this island. You traveled through the snowfield with her.]

[In the snowfield lies a colossal glacier, within which lies a hazy, gigantic shadow. The Ice Goddess says this is the infant born of her "true form," destined to be nurtured within the glacier for thirty thousand years before being born.]

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