Pre-Qin Mythology: Starting with the River God

With the divine sound, a huge blue fish with a dark, shadowy body emerged from the Zhaoshui River. The fish's eyes were fixed on the entrance to the Land of Death, silently reluctant to leave.

Then, under the gaze of the two goddesses of the sun and moon, his head was split open and his body was separated from his body!

Bang!

With a single cry of pain, he plunged into the Zhao River!

Sacrifice...

The ancient Shang ritual was bloody and filled with brutality.

hum...

From the bluefish emerged ink dots, which cracked on the water's surface, revealing the hidden aura within.

These auras were infused into the [Ancient Sheepskin Contract] in Shao Siming's hand.

—Contract Formation—

The contract was complete. The ancient sheepskin contract swelled up like a waterfall, transforming into a bright red veil that enveloped Shao Siming. Shao Siming closed her eyes, offering no resistance, and then fell into the Zhao River, slowly sinking and disappearing without a trace, carrying with her the remains of the blue fish.

Sickness...

Floating on the water's surface through the thin veil...

The young girl, the corpse of the Lesser Fate Master, flew over at that moment.

She took a deep breath, fearful yet determined, and reached out to touch the pathogenic energy... to absorb the illness into her body.

The Daoist figure floating above and below the Zhao River closed its eyes again at this moment, merging into the girl's body and becoming one with her.

Boom!

Dao Tian seemed to sense something, as if he had discovered that Shao Siming was dead. He was about to let out a mournful cry that would shake the world, but he stopped abruptly after only one utterance.

...It seems that Shao Siming is not dead?

Dao Tian did not understand.

When the image of the woman and the moon mother returned to the body of the girl, and the surrounding universe reappeared in the Chu region, the eye of Taiyi flashed in the Dao Heaven, gazing at the "Young Master of Fate".

The little girl said coldly in a sad and childish voice, "Let the sick corpse go and preserve my true self."

Is that really the case?

The Dao is ruthless; it doesn't care about the process, only the result. Since the "Young Master of Fate" is still alive, He will naturally hide again and not interfere.

Shao Siming glanced silently at Zhaoshui, then looked at the place of death.

Turning around, he commanded Shenwei to depart, heading towards Mengze.

……

……

Zhaoshui...

The Dao Heaven was deceived by Shao Siming's technique of reversing the sun and moon, and even though Quan Ming was the Lord of Zhaoshui, he could not discover it after arriving at this place of Dao death.

At this moment, Quan Ming was following his senses of the red ball, wandering in the chaos, and landed on a desolate, empty mountain rock.

There stood a huge, broken stone tablet on the rock.

The inscription on the stele was profound and difficult to understand, making people dizzy. Beneath the stele, a red ball and a green-haired tortoise sat quietly in contemplation. Quan Ming sensed that the red ball's aura was constantly rising, and in a short time it had reached a hundred strands of Daoist charm.

"Found it!"

"Sigh... Lord Zhaoyang is even faster than us... Hey, who are these two little sprites?"

Nine Phoenixes flew down from the chaos onto the rocks and spoke with Quan Ming.

Seeing that the red ball was showing signs of waking up, Quan Ming said, "These are my subordinates. They must have discovered this place and accidentally opened this deadly path."

Quan Ming already knew that the place of Dao's destruction was not a disaster, so there was no need to hide it now.

Upon hearing this, Jiufeng did not press the matter further.

He had the body of a bird and nine heads, with a human face. At this moment, there was even a reminder in his nine heads to Quan Ming: "Lord Zhaoyang, in each of these places where the Dao has perished, there is a Dao stele that carries the Dao of the former lord. By studying it, one can gain something, more or less. As long as one has not comprehended the Dao of the Lianshan behind the Dao stele, it will not affect the later comprehending."

With a hint of arrogance, the other head said, "You'd better hurry up and try to comprehend it, lest I comprehend the Dao Form and this Dao Stele become useless!"

"Ha ha……"

The nine-headed human face was now lost in contemplation.

Quan Ming chuckled silently.

He was well aware of the power of the Dao Xiang, but he couldn't possibly be greedy enough.

Besides the support of Daoist rhythm, the most important aspect of Daoist appearance is appearance.

If one obtains a Dao form that does not match one's own nature, one will never attain the Dao in one's entire life. Even if one relies on the Dao's essence to forcefully support the Dharma form's heaven and earth, without the amplification of one's nature, it can only be considered a useless thing.

He wasn't in a hurry at the moment.

Because he already possesses a Daoist form that is compatible and harmonious with him, any more depends on fate.

Ok……

With a soft hum, as more and more immortals and gods arrived, the red ball slowly opened its eyes... yawned, stretched... and then saw a group of immortals and gods sitting cross-legged around the Dao Stele in mid-air... He quickly covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

Then, his gaze fell upon a green-haired turtle huddled in its shell, trembling.

He was furious.

How come this guy only cares about himself and doesn't even warn himself?

But a pair of large hands pressed down on the red ball that was trying to pull the green-haired turtle's head out. The red ball was stunned and saw that it was Quan Ming. His fish eyes widened suddenly.

"Lord...Lord?"

Quan Ming released the red ball without showing any anger, and said softly, "If you find anything unusual next time, please let me know so I won't worry."

Red Ball nodded blankly, his eyes red-rimmed, filled with self-reproach.

Then, Quan Ming said, "Now that you are a great spirit with a hundred strands of Daoist aura, then you shall protect me."

The immortals and gods, including Lord Yunzhong, have arrived, but none of them have yet comprehended the Dao, which shows how difficult it is to comprehend... Some of the newly arrived immortals and gods who had just achieved enlightenment looked at each other dejectedly. Seeing that everyone was the same, they mocked each other, saying that they had only grown a hundred Dao rhymes, thus avoiding embarrassment.

The red ball, however, was overjoyed upon realizing that it possessed a hundred Daoist principles.

He immediately straightened his chest and respectfully said to Quan Ming, "Yes, sir."

On the other side, the green-haired turtle looked on with envy, for it had only grown a few dozen rhymes...

Alas, I am a descendant of the Luo Gui!

With this sigh, it retreated back into its shell, muttering, "Why hasn't Shao Siming come?"

Nobody paid any attention to the green-haired turtle.

Quan Ming sat cross-legged, surrounded by rising waves. Flowers and herbs floated in the waves, and fish swam around, highlighting his divine power.

The red ball's eyes darted around, and it quickly moved closer.

Carefully spit something out of your mouth.

——A Broken Jade Painting——

The jade map was something that had fallen next to the Dao stele. The red ball was clever. Because Quan Ming liked jade, it had seen a lot of jade. So it spotted the jade map covered in dust in the pile of stones at first glance. It also swallowed the jade map, which was hidden in the belly of a fish by the green-haired turtle on its back.

The sudden realization that one can increase one's Daoist essence by a hundredfold is undoubtedly due to this.

Seeing that Quan Ming was about to comprehend it, he quickly offered it up, saying as if presenting a treasure: "My lord, take this; it might be useful."

Ok?

Quan Ming reached out and took the incomplete jade painting, which depicted a god.

—Dragon head, human body, bird claws, and arms with long feathers—

Quan Ming couldn't recognize the god at first, but he had a vague impression of it. He would probably have to search through the ancient books left by the Quan Kingdom to confirm it.

For now, it's hidden in my sleeve.

"This matter must not be spoken of to outsiders."

Upon hearing this, Hongqiu nodded vigorously and immediately stood guard beside Quanming.

Quan Ming closed his eyes and began to comprehend the Dao Stele.

hum!

In an instant, all the immortals and gods who were meditating before the Dao stele opened their eyes, and those immortals and gods who had finished their meditation without success also looked over suddenly.

Quan Ming, who had just closed his eyes to meditate, slowly opened them.

Ahead, the Dao stele shook violently and collapsed...