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

Deep in the Qinling Mountains, the flames of war had already turned the sky crimson.

The golden ape was now completely bloodthirsty.

It roared, and golden light exploded around it.

It was as if it were draped in an inextinguishable blazing sun.

His black iron staff was wielded with such skill that it was impossible to maneuver.

Each swing was accompanied by the mournful roar of an ancient ferocious beast.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

The divine ape roared and smashed the protective magic shield of a powerful being who was trying to launch a sneak attack with a single blow.

Blood splattered, staining its ferocious fangs red.

Those powerful figures who were usually high and mighty around them,

At this moment, it was so frightened by the monkey and the stick that it was defeated and retreated step by step.

The divine ape was getting closer and closer to the immortal elixir beneath the phantom of the divine phoenix.

The intensely rich aroma of the medicine seemed almost within reach.

In the live stream, countless viewers were on the edge of their seats.

They watched this scene with bated breath.

Just when everyone thought that this unparalleled divine medicine...

Just as it was about to belong to this divine ape.

"Buzz—"

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out between heaven and earth without warning.

The sound was extremely piercing, as if it were some ancient divine weapon that had shattered the barriers of time and space.

Immediately afterwards, a sword as black as ink...

The spear, imbued with a destructive aura, cleaved across the sky.

It resembles a black, enraged dragon, exuding an arrogant and domineering aura.

It suddenly appeared before the divine ape.

That shot came too fast and too fiercely.

Even the surrounding space couldn't withstand this oppressive force.

It crumbled inch by inch, revealing dark cracks in the void.

The golden fur on the divine ape's entire body instantly stood on end.

That is the most instinctive reaction of a living being when faced with a deadly threat.

It felt an unprecedented chill that shot straight to the top of its head.

"roar!"

The divine ape let out a roar filled with shock and rage.

Before it could think, it swung the black iron rod in its hand horizontally in front of it.

As demonic power was poured into it, the black iron rod grew larger in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, it expanded to a diameter of 100 meters.

Like a pillar supporting the sky, it fiercely met the black spear head-on.

"Boom!"

The two collided, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the ages.

In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

The blinding light engulfed everything.

It was as if a black sun had exploded over the Qinling Mountains.

The terrifying shockwave spread outwards in a ring shape.

The Qinling Mountains, already scarred and devastated, were impacted by this force.

It sank another several hundred meters.

Countless mountain peaks were reduced to dust.

Even the several powerful figures watching from the sidelines,

The shockwave also caused his blood to surge, and he was thrown backward, losing his balance.

Smoke and dust filled the sky.

As the light faded, a towering figure, as majestic as a mountain, appeared.

They slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

He was a man with an extremely imposing physique.

He was shirtless, his muscles perfectly sculpted.

It has a bronze luster.

What's most striking about him are his eyes.

Each eye has two pupils!

Their pupils overlapped, slowly rotating, as if containing the mysteries of the beginning of time.

It also seems to connect to the entrance of the Nine Nether Hells.

"roll."

The man parted his thin lips slightly and uttered a cold word.

He held a powerful spear, the tip of which pointed diagonally at the ground.

The fighting spirit emanating from him was so intense it seemed to set the sky ablaze.

He is Xiang Long, a descendant of the ancient overlord.

In this lifetime, he was born with a powerful physique.

The divine ape was so shocked by the spear that his tiger's mouth split open, and blood flowed freely.

It stared intently at Xiang Long before it, its ferocity growing stronger rather than weaker.

"Where did this brat come from, daring to ruin Grandpa's plans!"

The divine ape roared and stomped on the void, creating a huge crater in the ground.

It was unwilling to retreat in defeat.

The elixir of immortality is right before our eyes; whoever stands in our way will die!

"Again!"

The divine ape moved like lightning, once again wielding its massive black iron cudgel.

With overwhelming force, it crashed down on Xiang Long's head.

This strike contained all of its demonic power.

Even the void itself was compressed and distorted.

Xiang Long remained expressionless, his double pupils showing no emotion whatsoever.

Just as the iron rod was about to fall.

He moved.

"break."

Xiang Long swung his spear out with a sudden chop.

This shot was both incredibly fast and incredibly simple.

To outsiders, it seemed like just a single blow.

But in the eyes of the powerful, they were horrified to discover that...

Those were actually three shots fired in an instant!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The three sounds of metal clashing almost overlapped.

The first shot deflected the trajectory of the black iron rod.

The second shot shattered the divine ape's protective demonic aura.

The third shot landed squarely on the ape's chest.

"puff!"

The divine ape let out a miserable cry, its massive body flying like a kite with a broken string.

It looks more like a cannonball being fired.

It was slammed into the ground by that shot.

"boom!"

The earth trembled, and dust flew everywhere.

A bottomless crater appeared in the ground.

The divine ape lay motionless at the bottom of the pit for a long time.

The world was utterly silent.

Everyone was stunned by Xiang Long's domineering and unparalleled attack.

Xiang Long held his spear upside down, standing in mid-air.

Those double pupils coldly swept across the surroundings.

As far as the eye could see, those ancient powerful beings who had been restless and eager to make their move...

They all avoided his gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.

His fighting spirit burned fiercely, as if he were the only war god in this world.

"I'll take this miracle drug. Anyone have any objections?"

Xiang Long's voice was deep and powerful.

He was not in a hurry to retrieve the immortal herb.

Because of his double pupils that could see through illusion,

He was staring intently at the deep pit beneath his feet.

There, an even more terrifying and violent aura is frantically resurfacing.

"roar--!!!"

After a while.

A roar that shook the heavens and the earth came from the depths of the earth.

The voice was no longer filled with anger, but with endless killing intent and madness.

The entire Qinling Mountains were shaking violently.

It was as if some ancient behemoth was about to burst forth from the earth.

"Snap!"

The rocks at the edge of the pit crumbled instantly.

Two giant hands covered in black scales and covered in needle-like hairs.

It suddenly emerged from the bottom of the pit and gripped the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the deep pit was forcibly opened.

A demonic ape, a hundred feet tall, slowly revealed itself to the world.

Its eyes were bloodshot, like two churning seas of blood.

His muscles were bulging and knotted, like small, raised hills.

A terrifying demonic aura surged into the sky, transforming into a black storm.

It swept across the entire world.

"You ant! You have utterly enraged me!"

The demonic ape's voice was like muffled thunder.

Its massive, hill-like hand carried a howling wind.

It grabbed at Xiang Long, who was in mid-air, with a fierce bite.

This move was so powerful it blotted out the sky, blocking all of Xiang Long's escape routes.

That was pure, overwhelming power, a desire to avenge the injury he had just sustained.

Faced with this devastating blow.

Xiang Long did not retreat even half a step.

Instead, a cold smile curved at the corner of his mouth.

"Bigger doesn't necessarily mean better."

He held the spear upside down, advancing instead of retreating.