The world was shrouded in mist, and incredibly powerful beings soared into the sky. With each breath, the void shattered and chaos was created. There were also strange beings that resembled humans but had the bodies of beasts. They held supreme power over the world and slaughtered countless humans to forge them into unique weapons. The two sides began an unprecedented war.
This great war swept across all the heavens and myriad realms, even shattering the long river of time into countless tributaries. One after another, great beings fell, their remains evolving into countless worlds, and their blood dripping from the nine heavens, containing world-destroying energy.
This scene was witnessed by an old man of the human race. He was amazed by the power of those godlike beings, and at the same time felt saddened by his own weakness.
So he stole the power of gods and demons and ignited the first flame on the path of cultivation for humankind.
Of course, this old man is not the main character this time.
Why...does this feel...familiar?
As Xiao Huo gazed at the blazing flame held high in the sky, igniting endless darkness and chaos and illuminating the entire human territory, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.
However, Xiao Huo's thoughts were quickly disrupted by what happened next.
While those terrifying innate gods and demons were fighting each other for immortality, the spark of humanity burned ever brighter, and more and more people embarked on the path of cultivation, drawn together by that raging fire.
However, the human race only had the rudimentary cultivation method created by Suirenshi, and this cultivation method relied more on the power of gods and demons. Very few people stepped into the realm of immortality, let alone immortal kings or immortal emperors.
Those gods and demons born in the beginning of chaos, according to the current era's classification, are at least at the level of True Immortals, and Immortal Kings are not uncommon. There are even these majestic and supreme figures hidden in different times and spaces, who can only be glimpsed in a fleeting moment.
Xu Qinghan felt a chill run down his spine as he stared at the scene. Those astonishing figures were all exuding the essence of an 'Emperor', which meant that even the weakest among them was a Quasi-Immortal Emperor who had come into contact with the 'Emperor'!
How cruel this is! A group of humans who have just embarked on the path of cultivation have to face these supreme and majestic beings.
Looking at the human race who were still overjoyed after the great battle for hunting down an invading demon in the middle stage of True Immortal, Xu Qinghan felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Is it joy, or... sorrow?
An insignificant True Immortal demon leader was able to devour billions of lives in a region of the human race, and three of the human race's only five True Immortals were lost in the attempt to kill this demon.
What's even more terrifying is that this group of human cultivators has also caught the attention of the supreme experts of the demon race.
From then on, this group of humans once again fell into a life of utter darkness.
Whether it was the demon race or that group of unknown creatures, after discovering that humans could create weapons after cultivating, they all began to raise humans in captivity.
Looking at those worlds that resembled cages, Xu Qinghan clenched her fists tightly. She had once ruled over the boundless world, was revered as the Holy Emperor, and was worshipped by the human race. Now, seeing this world that resembled a cage, how could she feel any better?
"Then how did the master who created the Primordial Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram reach the realm of Quasi-Immortal Emperor?"
Xu Qinghan gazed at those towering figures hidden deep within the myriad realms and the long river of time. Would those innate gods and demons allow others to challenge their status and authority?
If it were her, she would choose to nip it in the bud.
"So, it turns out that our human race has such a history."
The carefree immortal king felt a pang of pity. The human race had gone through countless eras, and no one knew what had happened many eras ago, nor why those immortal, eternally transcendent immortal emperors who had once been born had all disappeared.
Although the Celestial King can trace back the long river of time, he can only trace back one or a few eras at most.
However, no one knows how many eras this world has existed in.
It was as if this was a cycle of reincarnation, as if an invisible hand was manipulating everything.
Just as the carefree immortal king was still lost in thought, an unexpected change occurred.
At this moment, the clouds and mist swirled, and the scene of the myriad worlds gradually blurred, replaced by a tribe with smoke rising from its chimneys.
In a deep mountain not far from the village, the people here are not strong, even very weak, but their lives are much richer than those in the outside world.
Together, they painstakingly carved mysterious patterns, which, when they converged, coalesced into an ancient rune containing terrifying energy.
With such means, even a child who possesses divine runes can have a way to protect himself in that hazy world.
"What exquisite talismanic arts! Could this be the ancient talismanic arts that have long been lost?"
Xu Qinghan murmured, “Legend has it that long ago, there was a group of people who could use the Great Dao as a brush and draw runes containing the power of the Great Dao.”
These runes can grant incredible power, possessing both the ability to revive the dead like elixirs and the destructive power of formations.
Some of these characters even possess world-destroying power, making even immortal emperors covet them.
It's a pity that this lineage encountered some unknown event, resulting in a complete break. Later, it was gradually replaced by alchemy and array formation. Although talisman cultivators still exist today, they can only be relegated to being appendages of array formation, relegated to a side sect.
"I wonder if this auction house might possess any ancient talismanic arts heritage. If it does, I wonder if it will be put up for auction."
Xu Qinghan thought to herself that she was still very interested in the path of ancient talisman cultivators.
When the runes containing terrifying power were completed, a handsome young man took the newly finished runes with a smile. With just a light touch, the countless runes seemed to come alive, transforming into countless veins and instantly reassembling into another rune, an even more perfect one!
The entire auction house was stunned by the young man's move. An old man, who exuded a mysterious aura and had various runes floating around his body, knelt down and wept, saying, "It's the Ancestor of Runes! This must be the ancestor of my rune path!"
"This unfilial descendant, Qingxuan, has disgraced the illustrious name of our ancestors, causing my talismanic arts to fall to such a state. If the Ancestral Master were to ascend again, I humbly beg the Ancestral Master to restore my talismanic arts."
However, such a voice could not be transmitted through the ages, nor could it be heard by the young man named Fuxi.
The young man simply stood there, yet he drew all the light from the world around him, as if he were a born protagonist, destined for greatness.
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