Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"Keep this news under wraps."

The other human Grandmasters were taken aback: "A blockade?"

"It is important that Xiong Xuanyuan be accepted as a disciple by Guang Chengzi, and this should not be known to too many people, especially not to other races."

Lieshan took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"Contract the defense line with all our might." Suiren said in a deep voice to the other Great Luo Immortals, "Relocate all the scattered human tribes outside the border to their ancestral lands. We are willing to give up some territory, but we must preserve the life of the human race."

"But..." the other Great Luo hesitated, "What if those alien races take this opportunity to attack again...!"

"No." Suiyang looked at him with a firm gaze. "Before they find out Guangchengzi's identity, and before they are sure whether Guangchengzi will make a move again, they will not set foot in the human territory again."

Suiyang's gaze swept across the alien territories beyond the map, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "After all, these Grand Luo Golden Immortals value their lives highly..."

For a long time afterward, the alien races and the human race lived in peace. The alien races were waiting, and the human races were also waiting.

Just as this silence enveloped the entire Southern Continent, there was a sudden movement in the direction of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The Ten Thousand Mountains are located at the southernmost tip of the Southern Continent. The continuous mountain range is like a barrier stained with ink, isolating a large area of ​​unknown territory.

On this day, the miasma suddenly surged more violently than usual.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from the depths of the thick fog, each step halting and carrying a primal, heavy rhythm.

Then came a deep roar, unlike the sharp roar of ordinary beasts. Instead, it had a clanging echo like metal striking stone. The miasma was shaken by the roar and rolled to both sides, revealing a narrow passage.

A giant beast emerged from the mist.

The beast was entirely black and white, its fur resembling a mixture of splashed ink and accumulated snow, its limbs as thick as stone pillars, and the tips of its claws gleaming with a metallic sheen.

Its eyes are dark gold, with pupils that are vertically slits, and its gaze seems to cut through the air wherever it sweeps across.

A young man sat atop the giant beast's back. His physique was almost exaggeratedly robust, with bulging muscles on his bare arms, exuding power.

The young man's face was the most striking feature of his entire body... Dense runes spread from his forehead to his chin, like some kind of ancient totem etched into his flesh.

The lines of those runes were bold and mysterious, swirling with a dark red glow that flickered with his breath.

His eyes were long and sharp, with pupils that shone with a dark gold color similar to the giant beast beneath him. At this moment, he was gazing at the clear and bright land beyond the miasma.

Behind him, one after another, strange beasts emerged from the thick fog.

Some resemble tigers but have a single horn, some resemble leopards but are covered in scales, and some resemble giant lizards but have wings on their backs. They are all different in appearance but exude a fierce aura.

Each of the strange beasts carried a warrior of the Witch Clan, whose faces were also adorned with different runes. Although they were not as burly as the young man in charge, they were all tall and strong.

Their cultivation level was at least at the Celestial Immortal realm, and the combined aura emanating from dozens of them caused the surrounding miasma to retreat somewhat.

The leading youth's cultivation had even reached the Golden Immortal realm.

Chi You.

This name was bestowed upon him by the goddess Houtu.

After the Wuren tribe reappeared in the primordial world, he was the most talented descendant of this generation.

His physical body was stronger than those pure-blooded witches in the underworld. Even the beasts at the Golden Immortal realm would often break their bones and tendons after only three rounds of close combat with him.

They received instructions from the Goddess Houtu that it was time for the Wu tribe to step out of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Chi You, riding his black and white behemoth, was the first to step out of the miasma's range.

The wind from outside the mountains rushed towards us, carrying a completely different atmosphere from that inside the Ten Thousand Mountains!

Dry, open, and filled with rich spiritual energy, he took a deep breath, then pursed his lips, seemingly somewhat unaccustomed to the overly clean spiritual energy.

They crossed the mountains and then they saw it.

A few miles ahead lay the ruins of a human tribe. Half of the village walls had collapsed, and the houses had been burned to black rubble. Broken pottery jars and straw-woven utensils were scattered everywhere.

There were no survivors in the ruins; only a few skeletons, gnawed beyond recognition, lay sprawled beneath the broken walls, their white bones exposed and bearing teeth marks.

Around the skeletons, a group of blue-faced apes were searching for something.

The group of apes were several times larger than ordinary apes, their bodies covered with coarse bluish-gray fur, and two fleshy bulges were faintly visible on their shoulder blades, as if wings might grow at any moment.

Their thick claws dug through the ruins, occasionally tossing overturned bone fragments or pottery shards behind them.

One of the apes was squatting next to a relatively intact skeleton, lowering its head to sniff the neck bone of the skeleton, then baring its mouthful of yellow teeth, as if it wanted to take another bite.

Chi You's gaze fell on the skeleton.

The skeleton was very small.

So small that he could recognize it as a child's skeleton at a glance.

A piece of burlap, not completely gnawed off, was still hanging on his ribs, and a section of the little finger bone on his right hand was missing, as if it had been forcibly torn off by something.

The black and white behemoth beneath Chi You suddenly let out a low roar.

The roar was devoid of any emotion; it seemed to be merely a simple reminder to the group of monkeys that Uncle Bear was coming.

The Wind and Thunder Apes are a race that inhabits the southern edge of the Southern Continent. They are ferocious and feed on flesh and blood, especially human flesh and blood.

Upon hearing the roar of the black and white behemoth, the group of wind and thunder apes opposite them stopped their search and looked up at the group.

The leader was a mongoose, nearly twice the size of its companions, and the fleshy sacs on its shoulder blades had split open, revealing a pair of thin gray wings.

It raised its head, its scarlet eyes looking in the direction of Chi You, and a low gurgling sound came from its throat.

It saw the faces of Chi You and the others... with features identical to those of humans, and faces covered with runes.

In its undeveloped intelligence, such humanoid beings are "humans," and are edible food.

The lead ape let out a sharp cry.

Dozens of apes simultaneously dropped what they were holding and rushed towards Chi You on all fours.

They were incredibly fast; their gray shadows swept across the wasteland, raising a cloud of dust. The lead ape had already spread its gray wings and glided low over, its sharp claws aimed straight at Chi You's face.

Chi You sat on the back of the black and white behemoth, without moving.

He only raised one hand when the claws were no more than three feet from his face.

The hand opened, its five fingers gripping the ape's wrist with pincers as precisely as iron clamps. The ape's charging momentum came to an abrupt halt, as if it had crashed into an invisible iron wall.

Chi You's hand suddenly clenched, and the crisp sound of bones shattering could be clearly heard. The ape let out a miserable cry, and its gray wings frantically flapped and struggled, but it could not break free from that fleshy hand.

Chi You looked into its scarlet eyes.

"...You cannibalistic beasts." His voice carried a hint of anger. "Those you eat are human beings."