Primordial Era: The Holy Maiden Shiji, a woman of exceptional talent and beauty

"Father, where have you gone again?" Lin Yinyin called out to Shi Ji, but Shi Ji had already disappeared.

Lin Yinyin sighed softly. She did not blame Shi Ji, because one day her father would explain everything to her.

Moreover, the man gave her a sense of familiarity; she felt as if they had met before.

At the end of the barren mountain was a giant pit, from which emanated a decaying aura. There stood an ancient palace, and Lin Yinyin's figure appeared before the gate of this ancient palace.

The palace gates were tightly shut, and inside the ancient palace was a coffin containing the image of a young girl. The girl's face was so lifelike that it resembled a painting.

"Sister, is that you?" Lin Yinyin couldn't help but wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't touch her, or you will suffer the consequences." Just as Lin Yinyin was wiping away her tears, a majestic voice came from the ancient palace.

Lin Yinyin was startled and turned to look at the void.

At this moment, an incomparably powerful current of air surged forth, sweeping directly into the void. Then, this current of air gradually condensed into a man wearing bronze armor and a broken bronze sword at his waist.

The man's face was cold and his gaze was extremely sharp.

Lin Yinyin gazed at the man with her beautiful eyes, as if she had remembered something.

“Indeed, I am a member of the Lin clan of the Northern Desert, and the ancestor of the Lin clan of the Northern Desert, Shi Ji.” Shi Ji said proudly with her hands behind her back, “I deeply regret your passing. You should have been enjoying wealth and honor.”

"Are you Shi Ji? The ancestor of the Lin family in the Northern Desert?" Lin Yinyin asked, her delicate body trembling slightly.

“That’s right, but I’ve changed my surname to Shi Ji now, and I’m no longer called the ancestor of the Lin family of Beimo.” Shi Ji explained calmly, “Lin Yinyin, do you still recognize me?”

"I recognize you!" Lin Yinyin excitedly stepped forward and said, "Little brother, you've finally woken up."

"Little brother?" Shi Ji was stunned upon hearing this.

His appearance has changed dramatically, and Lin Yinyin even calls him her younger brother. Could it be that her illusion has been exposed?

"Your cultivation has broken through, and you've entered the half-step divine power level. Here's a pill; take it quickly to heal your injuries," Lin Yinyin said with a smile, handing a bottle of pills to Shi Ji.

"This is the Nine Profound Jade Elixir?" Shi Ji exclaimed, staring at the pill. "This is an extremely rare and precious elixir."

"This is the Nine Profound Jade Liquid, a sacred healing medicine refined by the Nine Provinces Academy." Lin Yinyin smiled and stuffed the pill into Shi Ji's hand, saying, "Take it quickly, such pills are extremely rare here."

Shi Ji immediately swallowed the pill without hesitation, and instantly felt that the pill contained a surging and vast amount of vital energy.

These vital energies flowed through Shi Ji's meridians and into all parts of her body, nourishing her bones, flesh, tendons, and even her internal organs.

At the same time, Shi Ji's soul became even stronger, and his entire temperament underwent a transformation, as if he had been reborn. He stood in the void, as deep and boundless as the sea.

"This? Your cultivation has improved too quickly." Lin Yinyin was shocked by the sight, her eyes filled with surprise.

“You’re not slow either,” Shi Ji said with a smile, looking at Lin Yinyin.

"What's this? I'm about to step into the Quasi-God realm," Lin Yinyin said with a proud smile.

"Incredible," Shi Ji exclaimed upon hearing this.

"You help them recover first, I'll go pick some spiritual fruits." Lin Yinyin smiled and stepped forward, grabbing a handful of spiritual fruits and running away.

Shi Ji sat cross-legged in the void, and many martial arts moves appeared in his mind. He studied these martial arts and comprehended their mysteries. His cultivation became more and more profound, and his aura became more and more terrifying.

Shi Ji suddenly swept her golden spear horizontally, unleashing a dazzling sword aura that pierced the sky.

A dark crack appeared in the distant void, stretching for thousands of miles and soaring into the sky. A destructive force descended, shattering the void.

Shi Ji's face was pale, and blood was seeping from the corner of her mouth.
Shi Ji shook her head and said, "I need greater power. I don't want to be a frog in a well. I want to break free from all these constraints."

As he spoke, he stood up and continued to wield the golden spear.

The spear thrust out again and again, unleashing endless destructive power, each burst of destructive force erupting forth.

A series of sword cries rang out, the void shattered, and one after another, the great trees collapsed. Shi Ji's figure stood in the void, surrounded by lightning, flashing with a destructive aura. He took a step forward.

He punched the ancient Bodhi tree, which shook violently but suffered no damage.

"Indeed, it is the Bodhi tree left behind by a half-step Divine Path Third Heaven level expert." Shi Ji exclaimed. Although it was not completely destroyed, it was not far off.

Shi Ji's figure landed beside the ancient Bodhi tree. He stretched out his palm and pressed it on the trunk of the ancient Bodhi tree. Instantly, the branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree trembled, and a drop of crystal clear sap dripped from the tree.

This drop of juice carries a rich, primal power of life.

The moment Shi Ji touched the drop of sap, it suddenly exploded, turning into a shower of green raindrops.

Shi Ji roared to the sky, and an incomparably terrifying power erupted from his body, stirring up a raging storm in the void, with streams of green energy merging into his body.

He emanated a strong life force.

His aura steadily increased, eventually stabilizing at the peak of the first level of the half-step divine path.

"Half-step Divine Path, Second Heaven." Shi Ji opened his eyes and murmured to himself, having completely absorbed the vast life force within his body.

As he absorbed this life essence, his pores opened, spewing out rolling heat waves. These heat waves transformed into a surging torrent that surged into the surrounding void—a baptism of bloodline power.

He felt his blood boiling at that moment.

"I wonder how many drops of Nine Profound Jade Liquid are left on this ancient Bodhi tree?" Shi Ji wondered to himself, then turned to look at the skeleton.

His gaze was sharp as lightning as he looked at the corpse, which remained standing in the same spot.

This is a corpse. Two characters are engraved on his forehead. It is an ancient seal script character, which is the character "王" (king).

The character “王” exudes an aura of absolute dominance.

“No wonder my father perished here,” Shi Ji murmured, gazing at the corpse, which was none other than a king of the Nanming family.

Just then, a sword's cry rang out, and a long sword slashed through the distant void, carrying an astonishingly sharp aura.

This sword strike carried a devastating force, heading straight for Shi Ji's throat. Shi Ji's eyes were sharp as rainbows, and his figure remained motionless.

When the longsword struck Shi Ji, it sparked intensely.

The owner of this long sword was surrounded by a powerful force that protected him. Then, his figure retreated several hundred meters away, revealing his true appearance. He was a handsome man dressed in a blue robe.

The man, dressed in green, held the Azure Dragon Divine Sword. His eyes were clear and sharp, like a divine weapon unsheathed. He exuded a terrifying aura, which subtly surpassed that of the Great Brahma Mountain Lord and others.

"Who are you?" the man asked, his hands behind his back. "You actually managed to withstand my attack!"

"So you're Shi Ji. No wonder you survived. It's quite remarkable that you could withstand my attacks," the man said with a smile as he stepped forward.

"And who are you, sir?" Shi Ji asked, looking at the other person with a puzzled expression.

"Haha." Upon hearing this, the man in the green robe laughed loudly, "Shiji, I am the chief disciple of the Eastern Divine Palace, named Du Youming. You have met me today, so you deserve to die."

"Du Youming, the chief disciple of the Dongying Divine Palace!" Shi Ji was shocked when she heard the other party announce his name. The Dongying Divine Palace, like the Northwest Wolf Domain, was one of the top three forces in East Asia.

In particular, the Japanese shrines are among the most massive in East Asia.

The master of the Eastern Shrine is named Du Youming, a master of the eighth level of the Divine Path. It is said that Du Youming had an opportunity to enter a forbidden area in China in his early years.

A great battle was triggered by a treasure, which led to many experts from China besieging him. He met a tragic end, but he managed to escape and went into hiding. He then seized the inheritance of some experts from certain forces in China, which allowed his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

He eventually ascended to the throne of the master of the Eastern Shrine.

"So it was you." Shi Ji stared at the man and said, "Your strength is not bad, but unfortunately your foundation is not solid."

"How do you know my skills are unstable?" Du Youming sneered upon hearing this, "Kid, stop talking nonsense."

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji snorted coldly and said, "Your strength is indeed very strong, but it is far inferior to that of the people of our Nanming family."

"The Nanming family? Which Nanming family?" Du Youming frowned.

"I don't care if you're from the Nanming family, it's none of your business," Shi Ji said with a proud smile, her hands behind her back.

"I understand now, it's Nanming Fenyue." Du Youming said with his hands behind his back, "Her son, your parents should be guests of our Nanming family. Would you be interested in meeting them?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Ji laughed loudly, "I have no interest in seeing your ancestors."

Upon hearing this, Du Youming's expression changed drastically. He said, "Shi Ji, do you think you can stand against me?"

"Of course I can," Shi Ji said indifferently. "You are no match for me."

"Since that's the case, I'll give it a try. Today I'm going to kill you!" Du Youming roared, "I'll show you my power."

The moment those words fell, Du Youming lunged forward, wielding the bronze divine sword. The sword shone with a brilliant silver light, which, like a galaxy, engulfed the entire void and blanketed Shiji.

A series of booming sounds rang out as these silver blades engulfed Shi Ji.

A terrible groan came from inside.

Shi Ji's figure flashed through the air, and he slammed down the golden gourd in his hand. The golden gourd crashed heavily onto the blade of light, instantly shattering it.

"Such strong defensive capabilities! This golden gourd is also a top-grade elemental artifact!"

Du Youming paled slightly at the sight, and charged forward again, wielding the bronze divine sword.

His swordsmanship was fierce and incredibly fast, with dense blade light that seemed capable of tearing apart the sky and slicing through everything. Each strike was faster than the last, and every swing unleashed earth-shattering power. Ordinary experts at the Divine Path Realm simply could not withstand such an attack.

However, despite his exquisite swordsmanship, he could not break through Shi Ji's defense and could only barely withstand her attacks. Shi Ji's golden gourd swept across the void in all directions.

Each time it swept across the void, it shattered countless blade beams.

However, Shi Ji gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. His body was covered in blood, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. His face showed pain, and he seemed unable to hold on any longer.

He wanted to use the Nine Yin Demon Thunder Technique, but found that it was completely unusable, as if it were sealed.

This discovery shocked Shi Ji. His soul power was incredibly strong, yet it was suppressed by the other party using a secret technique.

Moreover, just as Shi Ji was about to use her martial arts supernatural powers, she found that her aura had weakened to the extreme, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

"What kind of secret technique is this?" A cold glint flashed in Shi Ji's eyes.

He suddenly realized that his soul power was like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to move, and that his strength was as if it had been drained.

"This is a mysterious and secret technique of the Eastern Shrine—the Netherworld Purgatory Technique!" Just then, the aged voice resounded through the void.

A cloud of black mist rose slowly, obscuring half the sky. Then the black mist exploded, and a figure appeared in the void.

The man had white hair and leaned on a cane. His body was hunched over, his skin was as black as ink, and his messy black hair was stuck to a piece of cloth.

"Who are you?" Shi Ji asked, frowning as she looked at the figure.

"You may call me the Underworld Emperor," the Underworld Emperor said with a smile, looking at Shi Ji.

"Underworld Emperor, your true form must be a ghost grass," Shi Ji said with a smile, looking at the figure. "The secret technique you cultivate must be the Ghost Emperor Scripture, right?"

"The Ghost Emperor Scripture?" Upon hearing this, the Underworld Emperor smiled and nodded, "That's right, I have indeed cultivated the Ghost Emperor Scripture, and for tens of thousands of years. Young man, it seems you know a lot."

Shi Ji smiled and looked at the Underworld Emperor, saying, "How about this, hand over the Ghost Emperor Scripture and the divine weapon you possess, and I might spare your life!"

"Young man, you are far too arrogant!" Upon hearing this, the Underworld Emperor pointed at Shi Ji and laughed and scolded, "If I want to leave, even a fossil-level expert cannot stop me."

“You won’t leave,” Shi Ji shook her head and said, “You want to kill me and seize the fortune within me.”

“Young man, it seems you know quite a lot.” The Underworld Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his sharp eyes looking at Shi Ji. “I know you practice an ancient secret technique.”

"What kind of secret technique have I cultivated?" Shi Ji asked, looking at the Underworld Emperor with her hands behind her back. "There's no need to tell you. Submit to me now, or I'll make you vanish into thin air."

The Underworld Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Shi Ji, and said, "Do you know who my senior brother is? Do you dare to provoke him?"

"Who is he?" Shi Ji asked, frowning deeply.

"He is the leader of the Bonania Divine Cult, your ancestor, the leader of the Bonania Divine Cult, Lin Yu!" The Underworld Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Shi Ji, and said, "Lin Yu's divine sense has descended upon you?"

"Not bad, so what?" Shi Ji said arrogantly, her hands behind her back.

"You truly are worthy of being from the Bohai Continent," the Underworld Emperor said, his gaze burning as he looked at Shi Ji.

"Oh, you know Lin Yu?" Shi Ji calmly looked at the aged figure and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

"Who am I? I am your ancestor!" The Underworld Emperor roared to the sky with his hands behind his back, "I am the Underworld Emperor who appeared out of nowhere in the ancient continent of Boni!"

Upon hearing this name, Shi Ji couldn't help but curse inwardly; this guy's name was truly imposing. (End of Chapter)