The second day after the spiritual energy of the True Treasure Continent was restored.
Song Chen, along with Zhao Ziyi, reunited with Wuchen.
The group met in the open space outside the Spicy Palace.
As the spiritual energy of the True Treasure Continent surged, the surrounding plants grew wildly, and even the river next to the Spicy Palace surged with an unstoppable momentum, as if it wanted to widen the riverbank even further.
Wuchen asked seriously:
Are you ready?
Song Chen nodded:
"Let's set off now."
Zhao Ziyi rubbed his hands together expectantly. What secrets did they have? They were about to reveal them!
Having decided to implement the plan, Wuchen quickly activated the secret technique.
He pricked all five fingers, and after the blood flowed from his fingertips, he squatted down and pressed his entire palm to the ground.
In an instant, the earth seemed to be activated, and it began to pulsate rapidly.
A beam of white light instantly enveloped them.
Time travel is happening again.
The time travel to reach Earth was too long, taking a full year.
To prevent Zhao Ziyi from suffering any aftereffects from time travel, Song Chen immediately activated Zhao Ziyi's protective array, putting him to sleep.
Wuchen was worried that Song Chen would keep vomiting along the way, so he had Song Chen lie down as well.
The long journey ended in silence once again.
The universe is completely silent.
Fortunately, Wuchen, being the root of the earth, had grown accustomed to such lonely days.
A year has passed in a flash.
As they approached Blue Star.
Zhao Ziyi, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly disappeared.
Wu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly led Song Chen into Blue Star, deep into the Earth's core.
Inside the Earth's core, flames and magma surged, the heat distorting the landscape.
Wuchen shouted loudly, "Zhulong! Zhulong!"
"They're here, stop shouting."
A sound rang out, and the churning lava pool exploded instantly.
The massive tail of the Candle Dragon slapped against the lava, and half of its body rose from the lava pool.
Along with him appeared Zhao Ziyi's body.
Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhao Ziyi. Fortunately, Zhao Ziyi was still alive, otherwise he would have no way to explain to Song Chen.
With a wave of his hand, Zhulong sent Zhao Ziyi back to Blue Star, and said calmly:
"Zhao Ziyi's consciousness from his previous life was nurtured within the Earth's core magma. Just now, as you approached Blue Star, the two consciousnesses attracted each other and merged. Don't worry, he will regain his memories in a few days."
Wuchen nodded:
"Okay, then I'm relieved. Now our plan can begin!"
The Candle Dragon spread its arms, leaned back, and gradually merged back into the magma.
"You all go ahead and do it. I've single-handedly stopped time on Earth for over a hundred years, and it's time for me to rest."
Wuchen rubbed his nose and laughed, "Thanks, brother! You're a true friend!"
The Candle Dragon sank into the earth's core, its sound somewhat buzzing and indistinct.
"Don't forget my request."
Wuchen nodded: "I will definitely keep my promise. After this is done, I will transform into the root of the earth and come to Blue Star."
Upon hearing this, Zhulong chuckled softly:
"Zhuge Liang divided the world into three kingdoms, Liu Bowen unified the world."
If Liu Bowen hadn't angrily severed the path to immortality with his sword back then, cutting off the roots of the earth, the spiritual energy of Earth would probably be quite abundant by now, and I wouldn't need to get involved in this mess, much less help you.
"No need to thank me. Since you've already agreed to come to Blue Star to nurture the land, I'll naturally help you. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?"
In the beginning, when the world of Blue Star was first created, all races rose up and their bloodline talents were displayed to the fullest.
The entire blue planet was filled with chaotic energy.
The powerful beings of the hundred races do not need to cultivate; they possess unparalleled cultivation simply through the breath they exhale.
But the chaotic energy cannot be regenerated; once it is exhausted, it will never be available again.
The strength of the hundred races gradually weakened.
At this time, Zhulong had just ascended from the True Treasure Continent. He traveled through the universe and came to the place that attracted him the most - Blue Star.
This place exudes the richest historical atmosphere.
Zhulong encountered the powerful figures of various races on Blue Star and crushed them all with his military might, thus gaining the right to speak.
Zhulong disliked fighting and killing. He simply took out a piece of wood, threw it on the ground, and told the various races the correct method of cultivation.
"Want to become as powerful as me? Then start cultivating."
Through cultivation, one can generate spiritual energy and improve one's cultivation level.
Although it was weak at first, it became stronger with each repair.
Moreover, spiritual energy is renewable; the more you cultivate, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy around you will become.
When the time is right, the spiritual energy will nourish the roots of the earth.
On earth, extraordinary spiritual plants and treasures, and all kinds of beasts and races will appear.
This small hair of the earth was a gift from the root of the earth to Zhulong when he left.
The hairpin of the earth fell to the ground and instantly transformed into a small hill.
Zhulong's words touched the human race.
They are the weakest among the hundred races of the spirit world.
From this time onward, the human race began to cultivate.
Meanwhile, the other races continued to rely on their past achievements and the chaotic energy to enhance their strength.
I don't know how much time has passed.
As humanity multiplied and thrived, spiritual energy grew increasingly abundant, and the strongest human, the Human Emperor, appeared in the world.
At the grand gathering of all ethnic groups.
The Emperor fought with the leaders of various tribes for several days and nights without either gaining the upper hand.
From then on, the human race rose to prominence.
At that time, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were on equal footing with immortals and gods.
The number of cultivators is increasing. The spiritual energy is also becoming more and more abundant.
But by the time of the Yin and Shang dynasties...
The rapid reproduction and large population of humans caused fear and unease among all races.
So they hatched a plot.
Under the manipulation of the various tribes, King Wu, Ji Fa, betrayed his cause and switched allegiance to the immortals and gods, with the slogan: "By the mandate of Heaven, we will attack Chaoge."
The soldiers of all tribes had already laid a trap.
The most important one of them is named Nezha.
Although Nezha was born as a human, he had already undergone a transformation in blood, flesh, and bone structure, and had acquired the bloodline of a demon.
When everything is ready.
The vast army of various tribes marched toward Chaoge, engaging in continuous killings along the way, causing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to dissipate rapidly.
In the end, all the tribes destroyed Chaoge in a single day.
At the city gate, a million soldiers halted, for they had seen the last emperor, King Zhou.
King Zhou, wielding the giant sword made of pine wood, faced off against a million soldiers single-handedly.
Currently, the human race is in a strong position, and even if all the leaders of the hundred races were combined, they still couldn't defeat King Zhou alone.
War broke out quickly, with the leaders of the various tribes charging ahead and disrupting the situation.
Meanwhile, Nezha seized the opportunity amidst the chaos, wielding the Xuanyuan Bow and Xuanyuan Arrow, and shot King Zhou to death with a single arrow.
The Human Emperor is a being of great destiny, and no race can harm him except the human race.
Nezha is the one secretly cultivated by the Hundred Clans to break the deadlock.
When the last human emperor died, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth trembled, and the abundant spiritual energy was absorbed by the root of the earth.
That night, under the watchful eyes of all the tribes, the historians altered the history books along the way.
Historians portrayed King Zhou as a tyrannical and incompetent ruler, while depicting King Wu and the various tribes as righteous and awe-inspiring.
The next day, as dawn broke, the root of the earth took shape, the Heavenly Dao took shape, and a sheet of paper fell from the sky, its golden color dazzling.
The Investiture of the Gods returns.
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