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

There was also a golden coffin covered with ancient characters, which were extremely obscure and difficult to understand; they were characters from ancient times.

Suddenly, three ancient figures burst out from the three golden coffins, like three peerless ferocious beasts descending upon the world.

One of the corpses was dressed in an imperial dragon robe, exuding overwhelming pressure, with bloodshot eyes and a violent aura.

The other two corpses were one as black as ink and the other as white as snow.

The two corpses emitted a devastating aura.

"Alright, we've finally waited for you." Shi Ji stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes narrowed into slits.

"You actually mastered the ultimate secrets of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts." The owner of the silver-white corpse stared at Shi Ji's primordial spirit and said.

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji laughed wildly: "That's right, it is the ultimate mystery of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts. I have touched upon the secrets of the realm of life and death. This level is extremely difficult, but I persevered in the end."

The owner of the metallic corpse laughed wildly, "Congratulations! I remember I was the one who explained this move to you, and you actually mastered it? You truly deserve to be called a prodigy with heaven-defying talent."

“Indeed, I have comprehended it.” Shi Ji’s gaze fell on the metal-type corpse. “Back then, if you hadn’t taught me the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, how could I have succeeded in cultivating it? I will always remember this kindness.”

"Don't mention it, I just want to see the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique," said the metal-type corpse.

"Indeed, I was just testing you out." The owner of the black coffin chuckled sinisterly. "But you surprised me by cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to its ultimate level."

“I don’t practice the complete Eight-Nine Arcane Arts,” Shi Ji shook her head and sighed, “It’s not something that would impress anyone.”

"That's not important. Although you haven't fully mastered it, you're almost there. After all, you've been cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts for quite some time, and your current strength far surpasses ours," said the metal-type corpse.

"Where are the three of you?" Shi Ji turned to look at the black coffin and asked with a smile.

“Of course we choose you.” The owner of the black coffin laughed loudly: “Shiji, the three of us brothers have unanimously decided that we will follow you from now on.”

"Oh, you're willing to follow me and risk your lives for me?" Shi Ji looked at the black coffin: "No regrets?"

“We have no regrets. The three of us brothers have lived for thirty million years, and we don’t even know how long we’ve existed. Our lifespans are long gone. We can’t break through to the Emperor level in this lifetime, so we have to find another way out,” the owner of the white coffin said calmly.

“That’s right, the lifespans of the three of us brothers have been exhausted.” The owner of the black coffin also chimed in, “As long as you can give us a chance, we will not hesitate to go through fire and water, let alone you are our savior.”

"The three of you are the most skilled fighters I have ever encountered in my life." Shi Ji laughed heartily, "Today I will accept you as my disciples, and I hope that you will not let me down in the future."

“Shiji, you’re being too harsh. We have no ambition in this life; our only wish now is to restore our former glory,” said the owner of the white coffin.

“That’s right, this is the only thing we’ve been thinking about.” The two zombies, the owners of the black coffin and the golden coffin, exchanged a glance and said in unison.

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji nodded and said with a smile, "I hate ungrateful people the most. If anyone breaks their oath, they will be struck by lightning."

"How could the three of us break our promise? Even if we did, we would accept it. We have already failed once, so we have no right to talk about failure again. We can only say that we were just unlucky."

“That’s right, those treacherous people don’t deserve to stay.” The owner of the white coffin’s eyes were cold: “Back then, we were so glorious, our strength was unparalleled in the world, who dared to disobey us, who dared to provoke us? In the end, we were chased to the South Seas and hid for millions of years until we met you little guys and dared to show ourselves. We really don’t have the courage to go out anymore.”

"This time, we must get out of here," the golden coffin spoke.

"Rest assured, we will never break our oath," the owner of the black coffin assured him. "This time, we will definitely help you build a powerful force."

“Alright, I’m also looking forward to that day.” Shi Ji looked at the zombies in the black, silver, and gold coffins and readily agreed. Then their figures disappeared into the depths of the void without a trace.

Shi Ji breathed a sigh of relief, gazing into the void, and murmured to herself, "With the three supreme treasures gathered, it's time to leave. I'm about to step onto the stage where all the races of the heavens vie for supremacy."

As she spoke, Shi Ji reached out and made a hand seal, and terrifying blood seeped from her fingertips. Then, a drop of her blood essence fell onto the three coffins.

In an instant, the three coffins erupted with a terrifying aura, their power rising steadily and growing wildly. It took a full half hour for the aura to finally stop rising.

Their forms began to change, transforming into three men with ferocious faces, protruding fangs, and an aura of terrifying evil emanating from them. Each body was enveloped in a terrifying light.

The leader of the group, in particular, seemed to come alive. Its head was enormous, and its scarlet eyes gazed up at the sky. Suddenly, it roared to the heavens, causing the entire sky to collapse. The other corpse also roared to the sky, its voice deafening.

"Congratulations on your rebirth," Shi Ji said with a smile, looking at the two enormous corpses.

Upon hearing this, the two enormous corpses looked respectfully at Shiji: "We are willing to follow you and fight for you in all the heavens and myriad realms."

"Very good, from now on you will follow me. Remember, my surname is Lin and my given name is Feng!" Shi Ji smiled proudly.

"Greetings, young master!" The two corpses hurriedly knelt on one knee.

"Get up." Shi Ji nodded. "Let's set off now for the Chinese mainland, where it will become a new holy land for cultivation."

The two corpses stood up, their eyes gleaming with a sharp light, their gazes as piercing as lightning.

Shi Ji then picked up the three coffins. These three coffins were extremely mysterious, engraved with ancient runes and emitting mysterious fluctuations, which made him feel a faint sense of threat. He put the three coffins into his bosom, and then took the two zombies with him and soared into the sky.

Shi Ji flew at an incredible speed, with the two zombies close behind. They didn't encounter any powerful figures along the way, and when people occasionally saw him and the two corpses, they were all frightened and retreated.

Ten days later, the Chinese mainland gradually came into view. The island was still vast and boundless, brimming with spiritual energy. In the distance, the faint sounds of birdsong could be heard, along with the magnificent ocean scenery. These sights reminded Shi Ji of the years she had lived in this world. "I'm back," Shi Ji murmured to herself, gazing into the distance.

"Yes, young master, we're finally back! We can finally return to our peak! Young master, please give us a name," one of the corpses said excitedly, his face full of anticipation.

"Name them?" Shi Ji paused for a moment upon hearing this, then said, "I've thought about it, so let's call you Afu, Ade, and Acai."

"Haha, young master, this name is great, it suits us perfectly!" The other two corpses were overjoyed upon hearing this.

Just then, a violent tremor resounded from afar, followed by rolling thunder that echoed through the void, as if the heavens and earth were being overturned and a tsunami was raging. Many powerful figures descended from the void, clad in bronze armor, each exuding a murderous aura. Leading them was a handsome man in a purple robe, with sharp, sword-like eyes and a terrifying aura emanating from him. These people possessed vast and powerful auras, all of them at the Innate Realm, and there were many of them.

"People from the Purple Mansion Sect of the Northern Underworld?" Shi Ji frowned slightly as he looked at the group. He recognized them; they were disciples of the Purple Mansion Sect of the Northern Underworld. The Purple Mansion Sect was indeed a super sect, not considered top-tier, but its overall strength was not to be underestimated. Moreover, this person's aura was very familiar.

"Shi Ji?" The leading man looked at Shi Ji's figure with slight surprise.

"The sect leader of the Purple Mansion Sect?" Shi Ji looked at the other party with some doubt.

"Indeed, it is I, the sect leader." Upon hearing this, the man indifferently glanced at Shi Ji: "I didn't expect we'd meet again so soon. Are you planning to seek refuge in Beiming Continent?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji laughed loudly, his laughter growing increasingly unrestrained. Then, he fixed his gaze on the other party and said, "Your Purple Mansion Sect is truly insidious."

"Hmph, despicable and shameless!" The man sneered, and a purple longsword appeared in his hand. A dazzling blade of light slashed towards Shi Ji, destroying the heavens and the earth, shattering the void, and pulverizing the surrounding air. This strike carried terrifying power, enough to crush everything in its path.

Shi Ji stood motionless, watching the blade strike him as it came down. The blade struck Shi Ji's chest hard, but strangely, it grazed past him without harming him in the slightest.

This scene surprised the man greatly, and he quickly retreated.

"Your attack is nothing special; you are no match for me." Shi Ji stood with her hands behind her back, quietly watching the man in purple.

“I know I am no match for you, but we have twelve experts,” the man in purple said, looking at Shi Ji.

"You think you're my match? If I wanted to kill you, it would be effortless." Shi Ji laughed as she looked at the man in purple. She stepped forward and threw a punch, carrying a domineering fist imprint. The huge fist was like a meteorite falling from the void, slamming into the man in purple. The man in purple's face turned red, and he couldn't help but take a step back, throwing a punch to meet the attack.

The two fists collided, sparks flew in the air, and both forces dissipated.

"As expected of the leader of Beiming Continent, your strength is not weak." Shi Ji looked at the purple-robed man and exclaimed, "However, you are too unlucky to have provoked me. Sorry, you die!"

As she spoke, Shi Ji's figure traversed the void, directly striking the purple-robed man with a palm strike. The purple-robed man's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. Unfortunately, Shi Ji was as fast as a ghost, instantly appearing beside him and grabbing his neck.

The man in purple looked embarrassed: "Shi Ji, don't push your luck."

"This is going too far?" Shi Ji sneered. "Isn't this going too far in how you treat me?"

"Do you want to start a war with Beiming Continent? Don't forget our ancestral precepts: no force is allowed to kill each other, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!" the purple-robed man roared angrily.

"Start a war? Do you think you, Beiming Continent, are worthy?" Shi Ji stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes icy cold. She clenched her fist tightly, and with a snap, the purple-robed man's throat was broken.

"Shi Ji, you're asking for death!"

At that very moment, towering demonic clouds rose from the distant void, and a figure emerged, radiating a terrifying aura. The figure was indistinct, its face obscured. Yet, the aura emanating from this indistinct figure was even more terrifying. It opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood. The blood transformed into a vast ocean, emanating an endless suction force that completely devoured the purple-clad man beside Shi Ji. The purple-clad man's primordial spirit vanished entirely.

"You deserve to die!" Shi Ji was horrified when he saw this scene. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart. That move was terrifying. Even if he had encountered it, he would probably have been in grave danger.

"You dare to slaughter my sect's core members? Today, I will annihilate you, body and soul!" A chilling voice emanated from the hazy figure. This figure was none other than the sect leader of the Purple Mansion Sect in the Northern Underworld Continent. This sect leader's cultivation was unfathomable. He ranked eighth among the younger generation that year, even surpassing several kings and marquises, including the Northern Underworld King, and his cultivation time was extremely short.

"Sect Master of Beiming, I advise you to stop. I am not from Beiming Continent, nor do I want to cause trouble. I also do not intend to get involved in this matter. Let's keep to ourselves." Shi Ji said, looking at the hazy figure in the void.

"Do you think I'd believe you?" The leader of the Northern Underworld Sect laughed loudly, "Today I must kill you with my own hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sect Master of Beiming turned and left...

Shi Ji gazed at the hazy figure, a mocking smile appearing on her lips. Her figure stood motionless in this void.

Just as the hazy figure headed towards the Northern Underworld Continent, three black figures suddenly flew out from the sky above the continent. These three figures sat cross-legged in the void, like three statues.

A mysterious and unpredictable aura permeated the void.

"You're too late." Shi Ji put her hands behind her back and looked at the three of them. "I had already sensed that there was an ambush here, so I deliberately set up a trap to lure you out. It's just a pity that you still haven't figured it out."

As she spoke, Shi Ji stepped forward.

A towering figure roared to the sky, its head shaking violently, and bursts of dazzling golden light erupted from its body. These golden lights condensed into runes, each containing immense pressure. A total of three thousand six hundred runes combined to form a majestic and magnificent mountain range, carrying an aura that suppressed all things in the heavens, and crushed down on Shiji.

Shi Ji didn't even glance at the mountain range; she simply raised her right hand and swung it through the air. The slap was simple and unremarkable.

As this palm strike was unleashed, a pitch-black vortex rose into the sky. Within the vortex, it seemed as if the world was sinking, time was flowing, and the years were changing.

A violent explosion rang out, and the mountain collapsed with a deafening roar, its dense inscriptions disintegrating into the void.

A piercing scream erupted from the black-robed elder. His body collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, bleeding from all seven orifices, a severe injury. (End of Chapter)