He was originally the young master of a small family, but his clan was wiped out, and he was forced to live as an outcast.
Fortunately, he possessed a time-traveling artifact given to him by his ancestors.
Just as he was on the verge of death, he used this unparalleled magical artifact to create the primordial world.
It took him billions of years to create the primordial world, but only a few days had passed outside.
His creation of Hongmeng was nothing more than a dying struggle.
Of the dozen or so clones, only Yuanyuan survived; the rest perished.
He almost didn't survive, but luckily he met his mother.
When they arrived at the small peak, they indeed found an ancient formation.
Fortunately, the Primordial Lord Chi Yue also understood formations and broke the formation, giving them a safe place to stay.
The formation has a shielding function.
However, looking at the outside world, the war situation is not optimistic.
What happened to cause the human cultivators and the demon beasts to fight to this extent?
Once the human cultivators are defeated and the demon beasts win, it's only a matter of time before they are discovered.
Xiao Mo'er looked outside with worry when someone wrapped their arms around her waist.
"MoMo".
"Why don't you... go back to Hongmeng!" Hongmeng Lord Chiyue rested his head on her neck.
He really didn't want her to be living in fear.
She used to be cheerful and lively, but now she's frighteningly calm.
“I can’t solve the problem even if I go back.”
"But you can." Xiao Mo'er turned her head to look at Hongmeng Master Chi Yue, "We need high-level cultivators, we need people."
You can do it.
"Have you considered that once they leave Hongmeng, they will no longer be under your control?"
"What Yuanyuan can think of, you should be able to think of too," said Hongmeng Lord Chiyue with concern.
This was exactly what Xiao Mo'er was thinking. She stared at the ancient battlefield not far away and said in a deep voice, "We need to leave here now and go to a slightly safer place to find out what's going on."
They know nothing right now.
"We are on this continent and cannot mobilize the power of the Primordial Chaos, let alone fly on swords."
We are probably low-level cultivators now.
Leaving here is extremely difficult. "The Primordial Lord Chi Yue just tried, but failed."
Xiao Mo'er turned her head to look at Yuan Yuan, who was meditating; he was in very bad condition.
However, he was more handsome as a young man than as a teenager.
He looks very much like Yuanyuan, almost exactly the same.
"I think...you and I must be from this world."
Because you and I were born together with HarmonyOS.
However… I wonder what they used.” Xiao Mo’er was very curious about what she and Hongmeng Zhu Chi Yue were made of.
It can't be mud, can it?
"We are probably the first batch."
Furthermore, our hands created the lower realm and the upper realm, the Upper Domain.” Lord Chiyue of Hongmeng agreed with Xiao Mo’er’s point of view.
"You must not die."
If you die, we'll be in trouble.
"Brother, did you hear that?" Mingmo muttered listlessly from the side.
It doesn't matter if he dies, but what about their little brats?
After adjusting her breathing, Yuanyuan's complexion improved significantly.
He opened his eyes and called out to Xiao Mo'er, "Mother."
The southern part of this continent has not yet been attacked by monsters. Where can we go?
However... there are many difficulties.
Even those scattered demonic beasts were troublesome to deal with.
"We will try our best to avoid contact with demonic beasts and instead infiltrate the Primordial World." The Primordial Lord Chi Yue made a decision to release some of the cultivators he had brought back and let them form a new group of cultivators.
Yuanyuan nodded in agreement, "Mm."
For some reason, even though he was the one who created the Primordial Chaos, and he entered the Primordial Chaos with an avatar, he still couldn't escape the cycle of reincarnation.
He was extremely anxious.
But to no avail, they failed several times.
This time, we finally succeeded.
If he fails again, he will have no choice but to give up.
The cultivators in the main battlefield city were still engaged in a frenzied battle with the demonic beasts, using suicidal tactics.
Soon, strange people dressed in black robes appeared among the monsters.
These people are sinister and look like they're not easy to deal with.
Soon, a male cultivator in white robes with gold trim appeared on the other side.
It seems that the battle between the low-level cultivators and the demonic beasts has been nearly over, so they are now starting to use mid-level cultivators and demonic beasts.
"What continent is this?" Xiao Mo'er asked Yuan Yuan curiously.
Yuanyuan shook her head. "I don't know either."
I was born on this continent.
However, my ancestor once told me that this is a banished planet.
This is not our mainland at all.
"We must leave immediately." Hongmeng Lord Chiyue made the decision. He picked up Yuanyuan in one arm and asked him to put many people back into Hongmeng.
Too many people will only make things more difficult.
"I'll go back and train cultivators for the Emperor's son." The sect leader, Xiaoyao, knew he couldn't help much due to his low cultivation level, but he was proud and courageous enough to take charge of the cultivators of the Hongmeng Continent on behalf of Yuanyuan.
Yuan Yuan nodded slightly, "Let... your ancestor be the master of the Hongmeng Continent!"
He was also a pitiful person.
This refers to the Supreme Ancestor Xiao Ruochen.
He has not come out since he went into seclusion.
Perhaps... he has suffered too many setbacks.
Both his spirit and cultivation were affected.
"Yes, Your Highness." Sect Leader Xiaoyao and Haoyue, among others, were all returning to Hongmeng.
They arrived full of enthusiasm, but left with heavy hearts.
They all knew that to solve the problem, they needed to increase the cultivation level of the Hongmeng cultivators.
The monsters must continue to be fought.
The cultivators given to them by the Upper Domain Lord were also released, including Fairy Qiongyue and the little cub.
Mingmo stayed behind automatically, along with a few other cultivators.
They felt that returning to the Primordial World was meaningless; they wanted to see this world.
Perhaps it will allow me to break through to an even higher level of cultivation.
The Lord of Hongmeng in the Hongmeng World is already a god.
But in this world, he is still a low-level cultivator.
The continent was in a state of utter ruin.
They carried the heavily injured Yuanyuan out of the formation and headed south.
Along the way, they saw too many monster corpses.
Fallen cultivators are also a common sight.
Lord Chiyue of Hongmeng instructed everyone, "Pick up anything you can."
There were too many fallen cultivators; many storage bags and rings were never picked up.
Everyone: ...
It felt like I lost a hundred million.
Why didn't you say so sooner? They were so scared that they forgot to pick up their belongings.
When they first came out, many of the cultivators' corpses were left uncollected.
Everyone acted as if they had a cheat code activated; the atmosphere was no longer dull, and after a flurry of picking things up, the faces of the cultivators who had gathered the items looked much better.
They had never seen any of the medicinal pills here before, and the aroma of the medicine was very strong.
In reality, there weren't many.
When many cultivators have exhausted all their strength, they run out of spiritual medicines and talismans.
After walking for a long time, we came across a village that had been breached by monsters, and many of the villagers were dead.
Those who weren't dead were barely alive, and I'm afraid they couldn't save them either.
All we could do was feed them primordial pills, but we don't know how effective they were.
At the very edge of the village, a newborn baby girl lay in the grass, happily sucking her fingers, completely unaware that her parents were dead.
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