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

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Before the desolate and forbidden land.

Bai Xin roared, "That was exhilarating! Let's do it again!"

He was now in a bloodthirsty rage.

His entire body exuded a chilling aura so thick it seemed to drip water.

"No one leaves until a winner is decided!"

Just as the five prodigies were preparing to launch a new offensive.

That's enough.

An old and calm voice suddenly rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The village guardian, who had been forgotten by everyone, finally showed up.

He walked slowly out of the black mist, his hands behind his back.

His tattered Taoist robe fluttered in the strong wind.

But he stood upright, like an old pine tree rooted in the void.

The village keeper raised his cloudy eyes.

He glanced indifferently at the five approaching prodigies.

"A deserted village is a refuge for ordinary people."

"No noise is allowed here, and no one is allowed to step into this forbidden area."

His tone was indifferent, devoid of any warmth or human touch.

It's like an ordinary old man scolding a few ignorant children.

however.

These words sounded particularly harsh to the ears of those bloodthirsty geniuses.

"Where did this old man come from?"

The Monkey King bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.

In its view, the old man showed no signs of spiritual energy.

He's practically an ant that you could crush with a flick of your wrist.

Although Xiang Long and Shi Yi did not speak, they both had a cold smile on their lips.

They are the protagonists of this era, destined to become immortals.

How dare a mere mortal give them orders?

"Get out of here!"

Bai Xin didn't waste any words.

He was in a state of extreme excitement at the moment.

He was arrogant and invincible, and would not tolerate anyone stopping him.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

Bai Xin roared, his greatsword radiating a devastating killing intent.

He swung the sword directly at the village guard's head.

This sword strike is powerful enough to cleave mountains in two.

This scene made the powerful viewers watching from afar and the netizens in the live broadcast room hold their breath.

"That Bai Xin is insane! He even dares to kill the village guards?"

The powerful figures all revealed mocking expressions.

They had personally witnessed the village guardians drive away the two powerful figures.

Netizens were both nervous and expectant.

"Is it finally time to make a move?"

"Just how strong is the village guardian? Is he also at the Refinement of Emptiness and Integration of Dao cultivation level?"

"Even Xiang Long had to temporarily avoid Bai Xin's sword strike!"

Just as the blood-red sword light was only an inch away from the heads of the village guards.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

"Buzz—"

There was no fluctuation in the air, nor any flash of magical light.

But that giant sword, powerful enough to split the heavens and the earth,

It just stopped there abruptly.

It was as if it had struck an invisible barrier.

No matter how Bai Xin roared or how much he unleashed his murderous aura,

The greatsword could not advance even an inch further.

Even the sword itself was trembling violently, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

"this……"

Bai Xin's pupils suddenly contracted.

An unprecedented chill ran through my heart.

Before he could react...

The village guardian slowly raised his withered, emaciated hand.

Gently tap downwards.

"town."

Just one word.

This moment.

The laws of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles seemed to be rewritten in an instant.

A small, exclusive world, entirely governed by the will of the village guardians, was formed out of thin air.

In this small world, he was the only god.

Bai Xin felt an irresistible force descend from the sky.

His prized Killing God Domain shattered instantly.

The spiritual energy within his body was completely sealed off, and he couldn't even move a finger.

"Bang!"

There is no suspense.

Bai Xin was slapped off the ground like a fly.

It slammed hard into the ground.

His body sank deep into the mud.

It formed a huge palm print shape.

Until this moment.

Bai Xin was horrified to realize just how vast the gap was between the two sides.

That's not a difference in magnitude, but a difference in dimensionality.

The village guardians have also reached a very deep level in the Refining Void and Merging with the Dao realm!

His so-called invincibility, his so-called god of death, paled in comparison to this old man.

It's just a ridiculous joke.

"Considering this is your first offense, you will be detained for seven days as a form of self-reflection."

The village keeper's voice remained indifferent.

As the words fell, an invisible mountain pressed down on Bai Xin.

Bai Xin's face was deathly pale, he coughed up blood, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.

He tried to struggle, but found that even breathing had become incredibly difficult.

He could only lie on the ground, unable to move, like a dead dog.

The entire room fell silent.

It was a hundred times more deathly silent than when the divine medicine had fled.

The other four geniuses, who were originally arrogant and invincible,

They all froze in place.

Cold sweat instantly soaked their backs.

The Overlord Spear in Xiang Long's hand was trembling slightly.

The sun, moon, and stars in Shi Yi's eyes dimmed instantly.

The Myriad Laws Mind Monkey was so frightened that it immediately transformed back into its monkey form, trembling with fear.

Too strong, so strong it's despair-inducing.

With just one slap, they suppressed a peerless genius who was able to fight them to a draw.

Moreover, the process was described in a very casual way, as if it were just swatting a mosquito.

Are cultivators who have reached the stage of Refining Emptiness and Merging with the Dao really that powerful?

A profound sense of fear gripped everyone's hearts.

Xiang Long took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.

He looked at the old man who seemed like an ordinary person.

I couldn't help but ask the question that everyone wanted to know.

"senior……"

Xiang Long's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"You... and Ji Dao should both be great cultivators at the peak of the Void Refinement and Dao Integration stage. Who is stronger between you?"

This problem has arisen.

Whether it's a powerful being in the distance, hundreds of millions of viewers in the live stream, or ordinary people in a deserted village.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Everyone pricked up their ears and held their breath.

We await this earth-shattering answer.

The village keeper slowly turned around, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless time and space.