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

The online world has long been in complete chaos.

Countless netizens frantically tagged the mysterious account @姬轩辕.

Everyone was eager to know what that golden light that pierced the sky meant.

However, that profile picture that would occasionally appear and offer advice on current affairs...

But at this moment, everything was gloomy.

No response.

Meanwhile, deep in the Qinling Mountains.

That ancient mountain range, silent for thousands of years

At this moment, it seemed to have transformed into a giant beast that had just awakened.

A terrifying, suffocating aura emanated from the cracks in the earth.

Soaring into the sky from the bottomless, icy pool, from the ancient cave on the precipice.

Those ancient beings who had slumbered for countless years have been resurrected.

They sensed the elixir of immortality, its life essence so intensely concentrated.

They believed that the legendary medicinal herb had appeared ahead of schedule.

In their quest for that slim chance of immortality, these old monsters have gone completely mad.

"boom!"

Beams of light pierced through the heavens and earth.

Those were the divine rays emanating from the eyes of powerful beings as they opened and closed.

Like a searchlight, it illuminated the surrounding area for thousands of miles.

The terrifying pressure, like a tangible tide, instantly swept across the entire world.

If it weren't for the fact that the Qinling Mountains had already undergone changes that made them indestructible, then...

The release of this wave of pressure alone was enough to cause mountains to collapse and the earth to sink.

The outside world was also affected.

The sea level, thousands of miles away, has mysteriously sunk by 500 meters.

It was as if some invisible force had drawn away the seawater.

It filled a void that was unknown to us.

In the sky, the wind and clouds swirled.

Huge cloud vortexes spun wildly in the sky.

Purple thunderstorms, crimson flames, and stark white ice.

Three distinct energies clashed violently in the air.

This scene was like the end of the world.

Those ordinary people who were still on the outskirts of the Qinling Mountains or had just ventured deep into the valleys in search of opportunities were all terrified.

They trembled in fear at this terrifying sight, which seemed to possess divine power.

They didn't even have the strength to run away.

Some of the unlucky ones who were near the place where the great power revived were directly knocked unconscious by the shock.

Some were hit by flying debris and died on the spot.

Faced with this destructive force, humanity is as fragile as an ant.

The survivors frantically searched for refuge.

Their gazes eventually converged in the same direction—the desolate and forbidden land.

That is the only pure land in the Qinling Mountains.

Countless people stumbled and rushed toward the deserted village shrouded in mist.

They knelt outside the dilapidated wooden door of the deserted village.

His forehead slammed against the gravel-strewn ground, drawing blood.

"Please, village guardians, grant me shelter!"

"Save us! We don't want to die!"

Cries and pleas rose and fell.

The ancient forbidden land is still shrouded in thick, dark fog.

The old locust tree inside remained completely still.

It seemed as if the madness and destruction of the outside world had nothing to do with it.

This extreme tranquility stands in stark contrast to the apocalyptic scene outside.

"Squeak—"

Just when everyone was in despair.

The wooden door, which seemed destined never to open, slowly began to open.

The village guardian, dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, seemed like a ghost.

They walked out silently.

He stood quietly outside the door with his hands behind his back.

There was not a trace of emotion in those cloudy old eyes.

With his appearance, the black mist that had been lingering around the deserted village dissipated.

It seemed to come alive instantly.

"call!"

The black fog expanded wildly, enveloping an area of ​​two hundred kilometers around the deserted village in the blink of an eye.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The terrifying pressure emanating from those powerful beings outside...

The moment it came into contact with the black mist, it instantly dissipated.

It's like snow meeting the blazing sun, melting away without a trace.

Just then, two streaks of light shot in from a distance.

Those were two ancient powerful beings locked in combat.

They fought with full force, completely disregarding whether there were any living beings below.

It shattered mountain peaks along the way, heading straight for the deserted village.

"roll."

The village keeper did not look up; he merely moved his lips slightly and uttered a single word.

The two arrogant and powerful figures suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, they were struck as if by an invisible hammer.

"puff!"

Both of them coughed up a mouthful of blood at the same time.

His body was thrown backward at an even faster speed than when he came.

They drew a clumsy arc in the air.

It crashed heavily into the distant mountains.

A moment later, one of the powerful beings struggled to take flight.

He hovered in mid-air, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with fear and resentment.

"Village guardian! What do you mean by this?"

His voice was like a resounding bell, making the air buzz.

"We didn't set foot in this deserted village, so why did you attack us?"

"That's against the rules!"

The village guardian slowly raised his head.

Those eyes were as cold as ice, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"I decide the boundaries of the abandoned village."

His voice was flat, yet it carried an undeniable air of dominance.

"That's the rule."

The powerful figure's expression froze.

He seemed to recall some terrifying past event, and finally gritted his teeth.

He didn't dare say another word.

He turned and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing the area without looking back.

The ordinary people kneeling outside the deserted village witnessed this awe-inspiring scene.

They all gaped, speechless with shock.

The powerful beings who seemed like gods and demons to them were nothing compared to the village guardians.

How could they be so easily defeated?

With just one word, he managed to scare away two powerful figures?

The village guard ignored the stares of the crowd.

He slowly turned around and walked back to the deserted village.

Just as the wooden door was about to close, his aged voice came again.

"Do not leave the area of ​​the deserted village, or your life will be in danger."

"Bang!"

The wooden door slammed shut.

Only at this moment did everyone awaken from their daze.

"Thank you so much, village guardian, for saving my life!"

"A living god! This is a true living god!"

Everyone kowtowed again to express their gratitude.

Some even swore an oath on the spot.

"When I return alive, I will definitely erect a longevity tablet for the village guardians and offer sacrifices to them day and night!"

"I want to fund the renovation of this abandoned village! I want to build the largest temple here for the village's guardians!"

This scene, broadcast worldwide through Gao Yanqiang's still-functioning live-streaming equipment, was captured on video.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

"Holy crap! The village defenders are amazing!"

"A single word 'Get out' sends a powerful being away. What kind of level of skill is that?"

Does the word become law?

"Those powerful beings are like schoolchildren in front of the village guardians; they don't dare to talk back at all!"

Netizens are hotly discussing the terrifying strength of the village defenders.

Everyone speculated that this mysterious old man...

Between the high and mighty Himeji, who is stronger?

And those ancient powerful beings that have revived,

What level are they in the eyes of the village guards?

At the same time, a huge mystery lingered in everyone's mind.

"How exactly are the realms of cultivation divided?"