However, since the establishment of the Xia Dynasty, the human race has been caught in an invisible net, with constant internal wars.

As Lu Li watched humanity change and evolve, his heart gradually calmed down.

Throughout human history, our ancestors possessed immense power, yet they chose not to utilize it, instead leading humanity forward using the most rudimentary methods.

And every calamity has been overcome by humanity itself through its own efforts.

This made Lu Li feel enlightened.

He seemed to understand something: why China has been able to stand strong for five thousand years.

Both countries invented fire, but in other countries, fire was stolen from the divine realm by gods and passed on to humankind, while in China, humankind discovered fire on its own and was able to use it.

Both countries experienced severe flooding, but foreign countries relied on divine intervention to provide arks, while China managed to control the floods itself.

Although China has its own mythology, mythology has never become dominant.

There was never a theocracy that dominated the Chinese people, and the gods worshipped were mostly ancestors.

Even in modern society, many superstitions involve deities that humans have cultivated themselves into.

Therefore, the Chinese people have always believed in the human race itself.

Whenever humanity faces its most difficult times, a group of people always emerges to lead humanity forward.

This must be the fundamental reason why China has been able to pass down its civilization for five thousand years.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. So, from the very beginning of humankind's existence, we have been fighting against the Way of Heaven..." Lu Li took a deep breath.

A series of blurry images suddenly flashed through his mind.

These images are filled with hatred for the laws of Heaven.

"The Way of Heaven governs the universe and all living beings, but who can escape it?" Suddenly, a faint and ethereal voice rang out.

Lu Li looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure standing directly in front of the platform. The figure was wearing a long robe and a jade crown, and his eyes revealed wisdom and compassion.

"Who are you?" Lu Li asked. He vaguely felt that the illusory figure seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"I am the Immortal of Nanhua!" the man said indifferently, his gaze fixed on Lu Li as if trying to see right through him.

The Immortal of Nanhua!

Upon hearing these four words, Lu Li's pupils suddenly contracted slightly.

Among the three immortals of the late Han Dynasty, the Immortal of Nanhua is the most mysterious.

Lu Li held his breath: "You brought me into the Bagua Formation, is it to tell me something?"

The Immortal of Nanhua slowly raised his hand, and with a gentle wave, dozens of images appeared, representing five thousand years of Chinese history.

To Lu Li's surprise, he discovered that there was even a future era here!

"You...you're also a transmigrator?" Lu Li asked in shock, his heart racing.

"No, you're wrong, this is from the previous era!" Immortal Nanhua shook his head, and then a vast and boundless memory flooded into Lu Li's mind. This was a piece of history belonging to the ancient era.

This scene played on repeat, like a movie.

By the time it was all over, Lu Li was in tears. The scenes were so real that even he was immersed in them.

"This... is clearly a history of blood and tears for China!"

"Why do you say it's from the previous era?" Lu Li was very puzzled!

The Immortal of Nanhua froze, seemingly lost in some kind of reminiscence.

"The cycle of eras: birth, development, prosperity, destruction, and reincarnation!" the Immortal of Nanhua murmured.

"This is the destiny that Heaven has ordained for the human race; it is fate, and there is no escaping it!"

Lu Li still didn't understand what the Immortal Nanhua was talking about.

"Hehe, we are survivors of the previous era. We did not time travel. Earth is still Earth, only the people have changed."

"We are the spark of civilization, preserving the memories of the previous era to guide the development of humanity."

"But it is precisely because of this that the human race keeps repeating the same mistakes."

Lu Li retreated repeatedly, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

"Did you know that the people of the previous era ultimately surpassed the gods? They thought they had mastered the laws of heaven and earth, that they were even above the gods, and that they created all sorts of miracles!"

"But in the end, he still could not escape the punishment of Heaven."

"They went extinct, vanished into the dust of history!"

As the immortal Nan Hua spoke, he suddenly laughed: "And today, perhaps you are humanity's only chance..."

Lu Li trembled all over, unable to bear imagining such a scene.

"Me? Why..." Lu Li asked, puzzled.

"Immortality! For dozens of epochs, there has never been a true immortal."

Even the legendary Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors could not escape the fate of aging and death.

"Humanity has been waiting all this time!" Immortal Nanhua sighed.

"Finally... a glimmer of hope..."

"Wait for what?"

"Waiting for a bug!"

"BUG?"

Lu Li frowned; he didn't understand what the Immortal of Nanhua meant.

"If we compare the universe to a network, then the Way of Heaven is the system, and as with any system, there will be flaws... vulnerabilities..."

Lu Li was even more puzzled and looked at the Immortal Nan Hua with confusion.

The Immortal of Nanhua pointed at Lu Li and said, "You are the bug."

"Me?" Lu Li pointed to himself in astonishment.

"Not bad!" Immortal Nanhua nodded.

Since the birth of humankind, dozens of eras have passed, but no true immortals have ever appeared until Lu Li appeared.

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