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

Some of the demons who had been killing madly also chased after them.

Finally, the gate was sealed.

Those demons, along with the dragon clan's most precious treasures, were imprisoned inside.

All eyes turned to the massive bronze gate.

At this moment, Yang Wenju had already pushed the door open a crack.

The gap in the door is about one meter wide.

It was pitch black inside, and you couldn't see anything.

Only a cold, decaying aura constantly seeped out from it.

The eerie rawhide that had been pasted on the door began to peel off in large pieces.

The seal appears to be failing.

The crowd hesitated, their desire genuine, but so was their fear.

No one knows whether those demons who were imprisoned back then are still alive.

If they're still alive... going in would be suicide.

Fortune favors the bold!

Yang Wenju suddenly gritted his teeth and roared.

His face was contorted with rage, and there was no trace of the composure one would expect from a billionaire.

For him, not going in meant certain death, while going in offered a glimmer of hope.

"I'm not afraid of death! I'm only afraid of not having the chance!"

He roared and charged towards the massive bronze gate.

"Charge!"

That roar was like the last spark that ignited a powder keg.

"So be it! I'll be a hero again in eighteen years!"

"Today is the day to soar to the heavens!"

"Ji Xuanyuan said, 'In this era of great strife, everyone can become a true dragon!' Why should I be relegated to being just a laborer?"

"I won't rest in peace until I give it my all!"

Everyone followed suit, each one as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

They shouted slogans, trying to dispel their inner fear with their voices.

They brandished their entrenching tools and climbing axes as if they were unparalleled divine weapons.

Ren Quanxu's eyes also turned fervent as he watched this scene.

He was the kind of person who would risk his life for adventure.

At this moment, the fear in my heart had long been replaced by excitement.

He raised the selfie stick, faced the camera, and flashed his signature, carefree smile.

"Brothers, did you hear that?"

Ren Quanxu's voice trembled slightly, but it was filled with more pride.

"This is the second most thrilling exploration of my life, after the Forbidden Ancient Wasteland!"

"I have no regrets!"

Ren Quanxu took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incredibly determined.

"If misfortune strikes, then death is a fitting end; this is the fate of explorers."

"If the opportunity arises, I will definitely share it with everyone!"

After saying that, he took the wine flask from his waist, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp of strong liquor.

The spicy liquid flowed down my throat, like a ball of fire burning.

"If I die, all of you may drink a cup of strong liquor for me!"

"Let's go!"

After saying that, he strode forward, closely following behind the crowd, rushing towards the unknown bronze door.

The viewers in the live stream were deeply moved as they looked at his resolute face.

"Brother Xu is awesome! A real man!"

"I'm moved to tears. Is this what men's romance is?"

"I want to go too! But I still have a mortgage to pay and children to raise..."

Everyone yearns for adventure and freedom.

However, the vast majority of people are tightly bound by worldly constraints such as family, responsibility, and money.

They can only admire those who dare to take the plunge from behind a screen.

I envy them for living such a passionate and pure life.

"They've broken in! They're in!"

As the last figure disappeared into the darkness.

The group disappeared inside the bronze gate.

"Awooooo—"

The crowd let out a series of strange cries, seemingly to bolster their courage, and rushed inside.

However, when they actually stepped into that space...

All sound stopped abruptly.

Inside the door, however, was not the magnificent treasure room one might have imagined.

It's not an altar piled high with Dragon Balls and Dragon Eggs.

Instead, it was a vast, desolate, misty space.

The fog here wasn't white, but grayish-brown, with a nauseating, fishy stench.

Visibility was extremely low; one could only barely see a few meters around them.

"Gurgle...gurgle..."

A chilling sound came from the mist not far away.

That was the sound of chewing.

It was like some kind of wild beast, tearing at flesh and bone, sucking out marrow.

The crowd froze, their bodies beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through my back.

Yang Wenju raised the powerful flashlight in his hand and shone it shakily in the direction from which the sound came.

The beam of light pierced through the fog.

The next second, everyone's heart seemed to stop beating.

There it was on a huge rock a few dozen meters away.

A emaciated figure was squatting there.

Its skin had a sickly grayish-brown color, clinging tightly to the bones, like a dried-up corpse.

However, it exudes a terrifying aura that is suffocating.

It was holding half a corpse in its hand.

It was the dried-out corpse of a demon; it was unclear whether it was a companion or an enemy.

It was greedily gnawing on the last bits of flesh remaining on the corpse.

Hearing the noise, the figure slowly turned its head.

Two scarlet eyes shone in the darkness.

Its mouth was full of black bits of flesh and filthy blood, and half a piece of intestine was hanging from its sharp, knife-like teeth.

"hiss……"

It looked at the crowd, a hint of confusion flashing in its eyes.

Immediately afterwards, that confusion turned into ecstasy.

An intense craving for fresh flesh and blood.

"A living person..."

Its sound was hoarse and grating, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

"It's... a living person..."

It discarded the withered demon corpse in its hand and slowly stood up.

At that moment, a terrifying aura swept over everyone like a tsunami.

"Human flesh and blood... are the most delicious!"

It roared excitedly, and saliva mixed with black blood flowed from the corner of its mouth.

Everyone felt as if they had fallen into hell; this was hardly an opportunity.

This is clearly a trap!

This demon has lived here for countless millennia.

It has survived to this day by devouring the corpses of its companions, and has long since become a true demon.

An existence of this caliber is something that ordinary people cannot contend with.

Ren Quanxu's live stream chat exploded with comments.

"Run! That's a real monster!"

"It's all over, it's all really over!"

"I told you we couldn't come in! Now we've become delivery drivers!"

Some people were worried, some mocked, and some screamed.

"Run! Run!"

Yang Wenju was the first to react.

He let out a piercing scream and turned to run back.

Dragon Balls and immortality were completely forgotten at this moment.

He just wanted to get out of this hellish place alive.

The crowd realized what was happening and turned around, crying and screaming, to rush towards the entrance.

However, when they rushed to the bronze gate...

"Bang!"

The person running in the lead felt as if they had crashed into an invisible wall.

He was bounced back hard and crashed to the ground, his face bruised and swollen.

"What's going on? We can't get out?"

"The door is open! Why can't we get out?"

The crowd pounded on the empty barrier in terror, crying out in despair.

That is the seal of the dragon race.

Although the seal has loosened due to the erosion of time, allowing things from the outside to enter.

However, this seal was originally intended to trap the demons inside.

Therefore, it can only go in, not out!

"Hehehe..."

Behind them came the eerie, terrifying laughter of the withered demon.

The laughter echoed in the empty space, like a death knell.

"The seal of the dragon race... how could you ants possibly break it?"

The demons drew closer step by step.

Its pace is slow, but in the eyes of others, it is faster than lightning.

Every step he took felt like stepping on the hearts of everyone.

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it."

The demon stretched out its long, scarlet tongue and licked its lips.

"Behave yourself... and become my food!"

"You can't escape!"