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

Although the palace was severely damaged due to the outbreak of the Dark Turmoil.

Everywhere there were broken walls and ruins, a scene of devastation.

However, for this group of experts...

This place is simply paradise!

The remaining fragments of demon corpses on the ground, even a single scale,

Even a single bone is considered a treasure by biologists.

"My God! This biological structure... completely contradicts the theory of evolution!"

"This is simply a miracle of the Creator!"

"Quick! Be careful! Don't break it!"

And those remaining ancient architectural components,

This has driven historians into a frenzy.

"This texture...this material...it's definitely not ordinary!"

"This is the culmination of an ancient civilization!"

When they arrived at the Seven-Colored Pool.

Upon seeing the enormous dragon egg in the pool, emitting a faint glow.

Several professors were so excited they almost fainted.

"A dragon egg...it really is a dragon egg!"

"The patterns on this are so beautiful! So intricate!"

"I can feel the life force contained within it..."

That's an unparalleled stroke of luck!

I am in this ancient palace.

Even if it's just ruins.

They could also truly feel the awe-inspiring arrival of that myth.

It's as if through these ruins, one can glimpse a corner of the magnificent ancient world of cultivation.

These are a group of elderly experts who are usually living a life of luxury and are over sixty years old.

But at this moment, he was as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Not tired at all.

They set up tents right inside the palace and ate and slept there.

Even though the conditions were harsh, no one complained of being tired.

They were solely focused on uncovering the true nature of the myth.

What do gods actually look like?

How do immortals cultivate themselves?

What kind of impact will this so-called era of great strife have on the environment?

Each question was enough to keep them up all night.

Disagreements are inevitable during the research process.

"This is definitely the style of the pre-Qin period! Look at this totem!"

"Nonsense! This clearly has architectural features from the Tang Dynasty! Look at this bracket set!"

"You're all wrong! This isn't any dynasty in human history! This is a cultivation civilization!"

Experts often argue heatedly over a single detail.

This kind of academic clash is intense and pure.

Finally, at a top-level internal seminar.

A highly respected history professor, sporting large dark circles under his eyes, presented his preliminary assessment report.

He adjusted his glasses, his tone a mixture of helplessness and awe.

"Based on the current evidence..."

"The architectural style of this palace does indeed bear some resemblance to that of the Tang Dynasty."

"but……"

"Because it was so badly damaged."

"Those crucial murals have all been reduced to dust in the battle."

"Moreover, besides the traces left by that 'Ji Xuanyuan'."

"We found no evidence of any other human forces fighting or living here."

The professor sighed and closed the folder.

"Therefore, it is difficult for us to determine which cultivation faction this palace belongs to."

History... has buried too many truths.

"Our existing research materials are still too scarce."

"We want to recreate the original appearance of that magnificent mythological era..."

"Difficult! Extremely difficult!"

Silence fell over the room.

"The year 2000 is too sensitive a time."

Professor Ye Yuhang was clutching an extinguished pipe in his hand.

His brows furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character "川" (river).

He paced back and forth, his leather shoes making a dull thud on the floor.

"The village keeper said that the rules have been followed for two thousand years."

Looking at the entire history of the Great Xia Dynasty, who had this courage two thousand years ago?

Who has that ability?

A historian wearing thick-rimmed glasses suddenly stood up.

He was so excited that he trembled all over, and his knuckles turned white from pressing hard on the table.

"There's only one person."

"Who else could it be but the First Emperor, who swept across the land and unified the eight wastelands?"

"Standardize the written language, the gauge of carts, and the weights and measures."

"If we say that after he unified the secular rules,

Did they also set some rules for cultivating immortality in the process?

The old professor's speech drew nods of approval from everyone.

Lian Yeyu stopped and then spoke:

"That's right, the most suspicious person is Qin Shi Huang."

"If it is confirmed to be him, then the so-called 'burning of books and burying of scholars'..."

Perhaps then a new explanation will emerge.

"Was what he burned really Confucian classics?"

"Or perhaps he burned those things that could help one cultivate immortality?"

A "heavenly book" that transcends the mundane?

Upon hearing this viewpoint, everyone looked at each other in astonishment, their eyes revealing their shock.

If the truth of history is deliberately buried.

So how many secrets are still hidden in the history books they've studied their whole lives?

"Investigate! We must investigate!"

Another elderly professor took off his glasses, wiped them, and said in a trembling voice.

"Whether it's official history, unofficial history, or even those absurd folk tales."

"Not a single word of any record concerning Qin Shi Huang can be overlooked!"

"We'll search high and low, we'll find this clue no matter what!"

The atmosphere in the conference room was instantly ignited.

Ye Yuhang gestured for everyone to calm down.

He turned his head and looked at Nie Xinghua, who was sitting on the other side of the conference table.

"Old Nie, history has found its direction."

"Where's your biology group?"

Those things brought back from the Longmen Grottoes ruins...

"How's the research going?"

Upon hearing this, Nie Xinghua shook his head with a wry smile.

His once meticulously combed hair was now a complete mess.

Clearly, he has been quite tormented by those samples these past few days.

"Old Ye, don't mention it."

"Our entire team is currently in a state of extreme confusion."

Nie Xinghua sighed and took out several high-resolution photomicrographs from his briefcase.

He projected the image onto the big screen, pointing to the twisted spiral structures on it.

"Look, these are cell samples extracted from the corpses of those demons."

"This is a sample of our human cells."

"And this... is what we got from the liquid around that dragon egg."

A small sample that was barely extracted.

The meeting room fell silent instantly.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the big screen.

"What is the conclusion?"

Someone couldn't help but urge them on.

Nie Xinghua took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse.

"The conclusion is... completely different."

"These biological samples brought back from the site, whether in terms of gene arrangement,..."

It's still about cellular structure.

"It bears absolutely no resemblance whatsoever to any known life form on Earth!"

"It's like..."

He paused, seemingly searching for the right words.

"It's as if they aren't carbon-based organisms at all, or rather, they come from a completely different evolutionary tree."