At noon, the village chief reluctantly slaughtered a chicken to make soup for you.

On the table, thanks to your subtle addition, the chicken soup's aroma wafted for miles. After savoring its deliciousness, everyone felt their bodies cleansed by its vital energy, impurities and burdens removed, and even their physical structure improved.

[He'll live to be at least 180 years old and healthy, and his health will even be passed on to his offspring.]

After the meal, the village chief will chat with you, telling you about local customs and traditions, and you'll enjoy listening to his boasting and rambling.

The village chief said their village wasn't always so harmonious. A hundred years ago, this place was a notorious demon mountain. Those powerful demons raised mortals here like chickens and ducks, grabbing a few to eat when they were hungry.

Those demons, each one capable of summoning wind and rain, blotting out the sky, are so powerful that no one dares to provoke them.

[For over eighty years, it was said to be the excrement of the Heavenly Emperor.]

"???"

[All the great demons suddenly died in the blink of an eye!]

The mortals who had been kept as livestock were now free. They could see the clear blue sky and no longer had to worry about being captured and eaten by demons the next day!

The old village chief, slurping a chicken bone with a loud cracking sound, sighed about his good fortune: "Back when my father was still alive, he said he was constantly being watched by that yellow-haired dog demon. If the Heavenly Emperor had delayed defecating any longer, he probably would have been caught and eaten by that yellow-haired dog demon!"

The village chief's grandson, a boy of about ten years old, shook his head repeatedly: "Where did these demons come from? My mother told me they're all fake, just big lions and tigers. You guys were scared before, so you made up these demons."

The village chief, his beard bristling and eyes wide, hit his grandson on the head with a chicken bone: "What do you know? Back then, there was a great demon who kept calling you 'you' a monster,' waah!"

You smiled and left.

Just as you stepped out of the village, you suddenly sensed something was wrong.

In that instant, you felt an indescribable, ineffable fluctuation of time.

Then the world changed drastically.

The bright spring sunshine has transformed into a somber, dark red landscape.

The azure sky was shrouded in dark, ominous clouds.

The birdsong and fragrant flowers turned into screams and the stench of blood.

Your expression stiffened slightly as you turned your head.

That hospitable little village is gone.

Before you lies a pasture, a pasture where demons raise humans.

A strong man had lost an arm, which was being devoured by a wolf demon perched on a high rock.

A child lay on the ground, emaciated, half his head pierced open by a bird demon, who was pecking at his brains.

[A woman hung from a high branch, her naked body exposed, her flesh and blood barely visible. Her skin had been taken by some demon and made into foot mats.]

The universe has never changed.

This place has always been a breeding ground for demons and humans.

[It's always been this way. No one but you knows that this place was once a sunny, bustling place where village children laughed and played.]

There was no old village chief either, because in the demon's farm, it was impossible for humans to live past thirty-five.

[As the old village chief said, his father was eaten by demons when he was still in his prime; he wasn't even born yet.]

"Awooo?" The wolf demon gnawing on the fleshy arm looked down at you, as if you had appeared instantly, even though you weren't there just a moment ago: "Human? Is this a human who broke in from outside?"

"Interesting. I wonder if this young Taoist is a great cultivator at the Yangshen Realm or a powerful being at the Hedao Realm, daring to enter my Savage Demon Mountain? This delicate-skinned fellow, could he be some young master from a noble family?" The wolf demon, with its sharp teeth and biting tongue, finished speaking and then laughed to itself.

The other demons around it laughed along with it.

The humans being raised kept their heads down or crawled on the ground. Upon hearing the demon's laughter, they simply curled up even further, not even glancing in your direction, appearing utterly lifeless.

After all, eighty-six years ago, He Yuan did not seal those Dao principles; nothing has changed.

[You're not a 6 billion-level True Immortal, but a 27 billion-level True Immortal (after all, in the ancient Boundless Sea, it takes 30 billion Dao Principles to become a complete Universe Lord).]

[Because just now, in the past, eighty-six years from you, He Yuan, who was the time reference point for the entire Ancient Boundless Sea, spent three months consolidating the 1e (1e25) gap space.]

[This coincides exactly with the three months you spent in "The Fall of the Emperors".]

You are each other's benchmark in time.

[After He Yuan finished consolidating the space, he still couldn't find any trace of you. He felt regretful, and then he noticed the extraordinary beings falling in the Boundless Sea, their cries of agony echoing through the land.]

Therefore, he returned to a point in time three months prior, preventing himself from using the Eight Powers to seal those Dao principles.

Thus, the 24 billion Dao principles from the void to the past have never been sealed off.

That period of time was altered, and the era you lived in 86 years later was also overwritten.

The wolf pack screechs, the bird demon dances with its fan; they are all beings of a certain realm, and compared to mortals, they can indeed be called great demons.

You ignored those beasts and instead slowly spread your spirit.

Power, you lock onto those ancient principles.

[You enter the future and decide to first replicate these principles, then return to your true nature.]

[Then you can travel back more than eighty years to once again vanquish these demons and restore the small village that had just hosted you.]

[You have seen hundreds of trillions of ancient principles, which together amount to approximately 1.9 billion points of ancient principles.]

Many of them possess the ability to allow people to travel through time and return to the past.

Choose one of the lines and start copying.

The old rule: "One may sell one's art, but not one's body."

【you:"……"】

[Another flashy, shameless vixen you can only look at but not touch!]

"Is it because Old He is still wary of me?" you wondered to yourself.

Even though the existence and operation of numerous Dao principles are permitted, the replication of old Dao principles is still prohibited.

[I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while longer before He Yuan unlocks those permissions.]

Although your current point in time is in the future relative to his current point in time, it's not calculated that way.

[If He Yuan himself spent 100 years wandering in other timelines, and then went back to unravel those ancient laws... the history he altered would cover the entire downstream of the river of time, and all living beings within it would not perceive any change, only feeling that it was as it should be.]

【You're different. He spent 100 years in other timelines to break the seal on the ancient laws. You'll have to wait a full 100 years before he rewrites the timeline and covers your area, allowing you to begin replicating the ancient laws!】