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

That is... the elixir of immortality!

The moment the stream of light appeared.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Several terrifying auras suddenly erupted between heaven and earth.

These auras were so strong that they even surpassed those of the silver-haired demon and the true dragon.

It was as if several supreme beings, who had been sleeping for countless ages, had been awakened by the aura of this divine medicine.

The sky darkened instantly.

It wasn't because of the dark clouds, but because of a hand.

A gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, materialized out of thin air in the heavens.

The palm was enormous, with clearly visible lines, each line resembling a rushing river.

With overwhelming pressure, it fiercely grabbed at the escaping streak of light.

"That's mine!"

An ancient and greedy roar resounded from the heavens.

With this one move, the world changed dramatically.

Wherever his palm passed, space shattered.

The hills below collapsed like sand dunes.

The surging river stopped flowing instantly, and the water evaporated completely.

The sun and moon lost their brilliance at this moment; this was the method of the ancient great beings.

Turning one's hand to create clouds, turning it back to create rain, plucking stars and seizing the moon are all commonplace for them.

However, that stream of light seemed to possess its own sentience.

At the critical moment, it suddenly accelerated and drew a strange arc in the air.

"Whoosh!"

It actually managed to squeeze through those huge gaps between the fingers.

Then, it plunged into the depths of nothingness and vanished without a trace.

escaped.

The elixir of immortality has escaped.

"roar--!!!"

The giant hand grasped at nothing.

The owner of the hand was clearly furious.

He let out a roar filled with resentment.

The giant hand did not retract; instead, it slammed down on the earth, seemingly venting its anger.

"Boom—!!!"

The whole world was trembling.

The earth sank, revealing a bottomless abyss.

This terrifying attack left everyone in front of the light screen feeling breathless.

If this were applied to a city, it probably wouldn't even leave a trace.

Then, the giant hand slowly dissipated.

Those terrifying auras gradually faded away.

Only a sigh filled with regret and helplessness remained, echoing long and deep within the world.

"The elixir of immortality... is ultimately beyond my reach..."

……

The light screen slowly dimmed.

The oppressive feeling of impending doom has finally subsided somewhat.

But the chat room exploded at that moment.

"Holy crap! Who owns that giant hand? That's terrifying!"

"A slap that creates an abyss? Is this even a living thing?"

"An elixir of immortality that can fly? And it even has intelligence?"

"What level of power is this?"

Even a true dragon would seem like a little brother in his presence!

People were talking about it, marveling at it, and fearing it.

Ji Xuanyuan's words have been brought up again.

"In an era of great strife, even mortals can become gods."

Some people believe that since even a powerful being of that level couldn't catch the divine medicine...

Does that mean that ordinary people have a better chance?

After all, divine beings tend to conceal themselves; perhaps they will choose an insignificant mortal as their master?

Once this idea takes root, it spreads like wildfire, like weeds.

The scene shifts, and the perspective returns to the two real dragons.

They have reached their limit.

In that battle, although the silver-haired demon failed to obtain the divine medicine, it still severely damaged the dragon race.

The two true dragons sensed that their time was coming to an end.

They let out a mournful cry and ignored the retreating demons around them.

They circled and flew back to the high platform in the center of the hall.

"Buzz—"

Two soft rays of light emanated from their bodies.

That is the burning of the very essence of life.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, their massive bodies began to wither rapidly.

All the essence of flesh and blood, all the life force, transformed into two beams of light.

The two beams of light slowly merged into the two huge stone eggs on the high platform.

Those are dragon eggs.

And in the instant their bodies completely turned into skeletons.

Two beads, which were originally dazzling but have now become somewhat dim, were spat out from their mouths.

The bead was only the size of a fist, yet it radiated a captivating, warm luster.

Dragon Ball!

Having done all this, the two true dragons let out a final low groan.

Then, their heads drooped, and they were completely lifeless.

Only the massive skeleton, stretching for hundreds of meters, remains, silently guarding the high platform.

"Huff... huff..."

The previously deathly silence inside the hall suddenly changed.

A series of rapid breaths rose and fell.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

They stared intently at the two dragon balls and the two dragon eggs on the light screen.

This is not a distant story.

This is what happened in this palace!

In other words...

The dragon ball and dragon egg must still exist in this palace that has been closed for countless millennia!

In myths and legends and in film and television works, which of these two things is not a supreme treasure?

A true dragon is the most supreme being in the world.

While the Dragon Balls may not grant immortality, they certainly possess the incredible power to revive the dead and heal the wounded!

The elixir of immortality has flown away, its whereabouts unknown.

That is an opportunity belonging to the great, something mortals wouldn't even dare to dream of.

But the Dragon Balls and the Dragon Egg are right here! Right behind this door!

Yang Wenju's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

"That's mine..."

He was screaming wildly in his heart.

"Only the Dragon Balls can save me!"

"If I get the Dragon Balls, my cancer will be cured!"

I could even enter the world of cultivation and become an existence like those powerful beings!

Not only him, but everyone present underwent a drastic change in mindset.

One second they were adventure partners supporting each other.

In that instant, their eyes were filled with wariness and hostility as they looked at each other.

Greed is humanity's most primal sin.

Faced with an extraordinary opportunity, human nature appears so fragile and vulnerable.

The live stream room exploded with excitement.

The barrage of comments was overwhelming, almost drowning out the screen.

"Aaaaaah! I want to go too! Why wasn't I there?!"

"Dragon Balls! Those are real Dragon Balls! Getting just one can change your destiny!"

"These guys are incredibly lucky! They actually stumbled upon this kind of opportunity!"

Especially those business tycoons sitting in their mansions.

They stared at the screen, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

Some even smashed their wine glasses.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Money won't be of any use anymore! Only this kind of treasure is true currency!"

They were frustrated, they were remorseful.

Why don't I have the courage to personally try and break through the Dragon Gate?

Just then, the azure light curtain began to slowly dissipate.

The backtracking is over.

Everyone's attention returned to reality.

To their astonishment, they discovered that the two dragon balls and the dragon egg had flown into the giant bronze gate at the end of the footage from that year.