High-end prehistoric world, suppressing ascendants at the start.

"Perhaps, these symbols could be inscribed on bronze artifacts? That way, some unknown power within the universe could be invoked to empower oneself!"

As a result, the task of promoting bronze weapons was completely distorted at the execution level.

Shi Hao gathered the most intelligent members of the tribe and established a special team for rune research.

They were no longer satisfied with simple casting, but began to try to inscribe the primitive runes they had learned from nature on bronze swords, bronze axes, and even pottery and stone walls.

The "Wind" rune allows for faster weapon wielding.

The "Mountain" rune makes the shield thicker.

The "fire" rune imbues arrows with a burning power!

This is already the oldest and most rudimentary form of weapon crafting techniques!

Humans, without any guidance, are gradually opening the door to the world of cultivation through their own exploration and wisdom.

The tribe's strength was not diminished by the war; on the contrary, it was rapidly improved by this new "rune technology".

The people's bodies grew stronger under the nourishment of the spiritual energy gathered in the temple, and the weapons in their hands became more powerful due to the enhancement of runes.

The fortune of the Great River Tribe was not depleted, but instead became more concentrated and robust like a snowball rolling downhill. The humanistic smoke that soared into the sky almost transformed into a majestic pillar that pierced through the heavens and the earth!

Deep within the chaos, the terrifying will, like a constantly expanding black sun, finally noticed the serious deviation of this "seed".

The input and output are completely disproportionate!

What it hoped to reap was pure, fervent faith and the essence of life drained of all potential, but what this "seed" is now giving back is an incredibly "chaotic" humanitarian fortune full of autonomy, self-reliance, and self-exploration!

It's like a farmer planting a wheat seed, only to find that it has grown into a towering tree that he doesn't recognize and can't use at all!

"Warning! The core logic of the 'Civilization Evolution System' has undergone an unknown deviation! Access has been tampered with! Activating supreme command to forcibly take over!"

A cold, ruthless will traverses endless time and space, descending fiercely!

Inside the cave, Shi Hao, who was deep in thought about new runes, suddenly let out a shrill scream and fell heavily to the ground, his body convulsing violently.

A silent yet terrifying storm was unfolding within his sea of ​​consciousness!

Suddenly, the system light point burst forth with billions of black chaotic threads, like a ferocious octopus, frantically trying to invade and assimilate his entire soul.

On the other side, the Great Luo Daoist Rhyme that had long since merged with his soul radiated a warm yet resilient Xuanhuang light, transforming into a series of unyielding barriers of belief that fiercely resisted this destructive invasion!

Two supreme forces, originating from different dimensions and different paths, clashed directly on Shi Hao's soul!

Shi Hao's consciousness was torn apart by the two forces, like a candle flickering in the wind, on the verge of collapse.

He saw countless fragments of knowledge: on one side was the cold and efficient "divine path," and on the other was the arduous and bumpy "path of exploration." They clashed and annihilated each other, almost tearing his self-awareness to shreds!

Just as he was about to lose his soul, a warm and smooth hand appeared out of thin air and gently pressed on the top of his head.

A vast, righteous, and peaceful power, like a spring breeze and gentle rain, instantly surged into his sea of ​​consciousness, forcefully yet gently suppressing and separating the two rampaging forces.

Shi Hao suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, his whole body already soaked in cold sweat.

He looked up and saw a young but indifferent face.

It was Chen Feng.

He looked into Shi Hao's eyes, which were still clear but filled with pain and confusion, and sighed softly.

"External forces are ultimately illusory; the path of humanity must be forged step by step by humanity itself."

His voice was calm, yet it struck Shi Hao's heart like a morning bell.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng used his great magical power to protect Shi Hao's fragile soul, slowly raised his other hand, and faced the empty void, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Fellow Daoist, you've overstepped your bounds. The script of the primordial world is not for you to rewrite!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fists tightly!

The Great Luo Daoist essence that he had implanted into Shi Hao's sea of ​​consciousness and had been dormant for a long time was instantly detonated!

It is no longer a gentle guide, but has transformed into a highly precise coordinate, an "overlapping door" that cannot be closed!

Chen Feng's magical power surged, triggering the primordial Daoist essence unique to the primordial world.

This Daoist essence is extremely pure, containing the will of Pangu in creating the world, the imprint of three thousand gods and demons, and all the mysteries of creation in this world from its birth to the present!

Using that "backdoor," he forcefully injected this boundless and unparalleled primordial Daoist essence into the "civilization evolution system" like a celestial river flowing upstream, tracing it back to its source deep within chaos!

This is no longer simple destruction, but a counter-invasion of the will of the entire primordial world... a "virus"!

Boom!

A muffled groan, indescribable in words, seemed like the first thunderclap at the dawn of the universe, or the final lament at the end of chaos, echoing from the infinitely distant depths of chaos.

The voice transcended time and space, disregarded the laws of nature, and resounded directly in Chen Feng's heart, carrying with it a supreme sense of shock, anger, and intense pain.

That terrifying will, like a black sun, seemed to have been pierced by a sharp sword that had been tempered throughout the entire primordial history, and it contracted violently.

It was extremely decisive, without the slightest hesitation, and instantly severed all connections with the system light point in Shi Hao's sea of ​​consciousness!

It was a resolute decision, like a warrior cutting off his own arm, preferring to abandon a carefully laid-out piece rather than allow this terrifying "virus" containing the aura of "Pangu" to spread along the causal line to its own body!

The moment the connection was severed, the storm in Shi Hao's mind suddenly subsided.

The system light spot that had lost its source support was like a rootless duckweed, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable burden under the overwhelming force of Chen Feng's vast primordial Daoist energy.

Countless cold chains of law on it snapped inch by inch, and the dark core of plunder, sacrifice, and enslavement was instantly obliterated.

Billions of chaotic threads receded like a tide, and finally, all the light and laws collapsed inward, condensing into a crystal the size of a thumb, with sharp edges and emitting a faint seven-colored light.

Within this crystal, it seems to contain countless possibilities of the birth and development of a completely different civilization. Countless fragments of knowledge are born and die within it, but without that aggressiveness and plundering, leaving only the purest information of civilization.