Fabricating myths, starting with the creation of eight fictional ancient tribes

"Who exactly is that village guardian?"

"You can send such a terrifying ghost general flying with just one slap?"

"It's terrifying to think about! Have you ever considered this?"

That ghost was just something from one of the coffins.

"There are so many houses and so many coffins in this deserted village. What if they all escaped..."

"Stop talking! The imagery is too vivid; I've already started preparing an air-raid shelter."

At this moment, people's awe of the unknown reached its peak.

That seemingly ordinary village guardian is now seen by everyone as more terrifying than a nuclear weapon.

It seems he could plunge the entire country into despair at any moment if he wanted to.

……

The person who started all this was comfortably lying on the dusty armchair in the main room.

Wan Xingwang held the newly acquired "Miracle Card" between his fingers.

The card emitted a faint golden glow, and mysterious runes that only he could see flowed across it.

"A low-level miracle card with a range of 100 kilometers."

Wan Xingwang's lips curled into a playful smile.

"The stage is set up, and the audience is in place."

"If we don't give them a real treat, wouldn't we be letting down all this massive amount of online traffic?"

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The miracle card in his hand instantly transformed into a stream of light and entered his brow.

"Buzz—"

A strange wave rippled outwards from him.

next second.

Wan Xingwang's figure vanished into thin air from the armchair.

When he reappeared, he was already standing on the banks of the Luo River in Luodu, hundreds of kilometers away.

This is the mother river of Luodu, carrying thousands of years of history and legends.

It was early morning, and a thin mist hung over the river.

Wan Xingwang floated in mid-air, without any external force beneath his feet.

An invisible aura enveloped him, causing the surrounding moisture to automatically avoid him, truly making him "not a drop of water stick to him".

"Is this the spatial teleportation ability that comes with the Miracle Card?"

Wan Xingwang clenched his fist, feeling the all-controlling power within his body.

He discovered that as long as he was within the area covered by the Miracle Card, he was the absolute master.

Not only can it teleport instantly, but it can also freely stack various miraculous effects.

"System, begin."

Wan Xingwang announced in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of divine indifference and majesty.

"Let this world tremble once again at the sight of mythology."

……

The calm surface of the Luo River suddenly rippled.

At first, there were only gentle ripples, like the wind blowing across the water.

But just seconds later, the ripples turned into a raging storm.

"Boom!"

A deep, muffled roar seemed to come from the depths of the earth.

The entire Luoshui River channel seemed to be boiling, churning violently.

A huge whirlpool suddenly formed in the center of the river.

Its diameter is hundreds of meters, and its depth is unfathomable, like a giant mouth that devours everything.

The surrounding fish and shrimp had no time to escape and were sucked in by the terrifying suction, spinning wildly with the current.

But this is just the beginning.

The vortex did not collapse downwards; instead, after spinning to its limit, it suddenly surged upwards against the current!

"Splash—!!!"

Millions of tons of river water defied gravity, transforming into a massive water dragon that roared towards the sky.

The water column shot straight into the clouds, stirring up the wind and clouds across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the water that rushed into the clouds poured down like the Milky Way cascading down.

It formed a huge waterfall that stretched across the sky and the earth.

"A waterfall plunges three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way were falling from the ninth heaven."

This ancient poem became a reality at this moment.

And below the waterfall, in the deepest part where the mist hangs heavy.

An ancient, weathered stone gate, exuding an aura of endless mystery, slowly emerged.

The stone gate soars into the clouds, with intricate dragon patterns carved on the lintel, and two massive stone pillars supporting the sky.

Inside the door, everything was in chaos, and it was impossible to see where it led.

It seems to be an entrance to the celestial realm, or perhaps a connection to an unknown abyss.

This is—Longmen!

"roar--!!!"

As the Dragon Gate appeared, nine enormous water columns shot up from the riverbed and surrounded the stone gate.

Each water column was as thick as a mountain and as tall as a thousand feet.

It was formed from pure water elements, surging with strange energy fluctuations.

The enormous roar could be heard hundreds of kilometers away.

Under the refraction of sunlight, the nine water columns transformed into nine enormous rainbows, stretching across the sky.

Above the Dragon Gate, a dazzling and mesmerizing luster shimmered.

It was as if a miracle had descended upon the world.

……

On both banks of the Luo River, passersby who were originally hurrying along all seemed to have been frozen in place.

A bus braked suddenly and came to a stop in the middle of the bridge.

The driver's mouth dropped open, and he even forgot to let go of the steering wheel.

The passengers on the bus swarmed to the windows and took out their phones to take pictures.

"I...oh my god! What...what is that?!"

An elderly man was jogging in the morning when his radio fell to the ground and broke in two, but he was completely unaware of it.

He pointed to the sky with trembling hands, tears streaming down his face.

"Dragon Gate...that's Dragon Gate! The legend is actually true!"

On the streets, vehicles stopped one after another, causing severe traffic congestion.

But no one honked their horn, and no one complained.

Everyone looked up at the inverted waterfall, the towering water column, and the mysterious stone gate.

Shocking, nothing but shocking.

Some people instinctively wanted to get closer to the river to get a better look.

But after taking only two steps, the terrifying scene of the desolate forbidden land flashed into his mind.

The headless ghost general's slaughter, the eerie sight of the ghostly soldiers borrowing the way.

This fleeting thought was like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the fire in their hearts.

"No...don't go there!"

Someone shouted in terror.

"Who knows if it's a blessing or a curse? What if a horde of ghostly soldiers suddenly rushes out from inside?"

Everyone immediately stopped in their tracks, only daring to watch from a distance, not even daring to breathe loudly.

……

In this era of live streaming for everyone, news spreads faster than a virus.

Xiaofei, an outdoor livestreamer with hundreds of thousands of followers, happened to be doing his show near Luoshui.

He was completely stunned when the strange phenomenon occurred.

But his professional instincts made him react quickly, and he immediately pointed the camera at the river.

"Family members! My friends! This is definitely not special effects!"

Xiao Fei's voice was trembling; he was so excited that he was incoherent.

"I'm right by the Luo River! Look! The wind! The water! The sound!"

He swept the camera across the hundreds of onlookers who had stopped around, and the genuine shock and fear on each of their faces was something that no amount of acting could fake.

"Holy crap! This is a true miracle!"

"Stop shaking, streamer! Let me see that door clearly!"

"Could this be the legendary place where fish leap over the dragon gate?"

The number of viewers in the live stream increased exponentially in an instant.