Prehistoric: Starting from the Mediation of Creation

The setting sun was as red as blood, the sky was falling and the earth was sinking, and a gray breath poured into the world like a torrent. The hundred-armed demon god dominated the world, tearing the sky apart and destroying the ancient starry sky. Eight eternal Taoist masters stood up from the Eight Directions Sky City to meet the enemy, staining the sky with blood, and perished together with the demon god.

The authority of the eight Taoist masters fell apart from then on, the sky city fell to the earth, and the world fell into chaos.

The story begins from here.

But it ends here.

The demon god not only took away the eight Taoist masters, but also brought countless celestial demons. They burned, killed and looted all living beings in the world like locusts, not letting go of any life, as if they could only leave with satisfaction after harvesting all life.

However, extreme yang will give birth to yin, and everything will turn into the opposite. The devil plundered all living things in the world, but he could not kill all of them. There were still living creatures that lingered on like cockroaches.

With the help of the ruins of the heavenly city opened up by the Taoist master in the past, a kind of creature in this world - the puppets - were able to survive.

Puppets are mechanical creations of witches and spirits in the past. They have no flesh and blood, nor souls, but they are elves directly attached to their mechanical bodies. They can think independently and have their own perceptions, so they can be considered living beings.

It is precisely because of the special nature of the puppets and the protection of the ruins of the Heavenly City that the world can retain this kind of race.

In the ruins of Tiancheng, Puppet No. 109 was replacing parts of his body with deftness and agility, using the method of smelting divine gold to change his own material.

He was not like other puppets. He was praying for the Taoist master's memorial day. He had never been pious, but he was also glad. Glad that the Taoist masters had fallen, and glad that the devil had destroyed the world. Otherwise, how could they, the puppets, take advantage of the situation, get rid of the lowly status of slaves of all things, and become the masters of heaven and earth.

"Drive out the demons and return our mountains and rivers to me!"

"Destroy the demon god, and the world will belong to the puppet clan."

"..."

Deafening cries came from the ruins of the Sky City.

Puppet No. 109 understood that an ambitious member of the Puppet Clan was trying to start a war.

But this war is not to eliminate the demons and demon gods, but to compete for territory with the puppet clan on another street in the ruins of the heavenly city.

The living environment of the puppets is now extremely harsh and they are unable to expand outward. The outside is full of demons, and the power of the puppet clan cannot harm the demons, so how can they expel the demons and destroy the devil?

Just as Puppet No. 109 was smelting the divine gold and his mind was churning, suddenly something caught his eyes.

It was an impurity mixed in the waste of Tiancheng that he had just excavated. He originally wanted to smash it and then smelt the divine gold energy, but he found that he could not destroy it. Even using the extremely high temperature flame in the heart core furnace, he could not melt it.

What is this?

But just as he was thinking, suddenly this impurity broke into his mind, and his spirit became blazing, like a flaming lotus blooming on his forehead.

"What a lowly character." Puppet No. 109 then made a voice that was completely different from its own, as if it was more mature and more majestic, like a vicissitudes of life old man walking out of the long river of history.

"You, you." The elf No. 109 was not eliminated, but he suddenly had this heavy burden on his shoulders, so naturally he was more frightened than shocked.

"I am the master of the sword!" the voice continued.

Elf Puppet No. 109 was even more shocked. How could the Sword Master, one of the eight Taoist masters, lean over him?

He didn't understand, but the Sword Master didn't care about that, nor did he care how turbulent his mind was. He just had to give the order.

"Puppet is a mechanical creation, and it is difficult to break free from the shackles of the Creator. You need some spirituality to transform yourself into a magical tool. Only then will it be possible to achieve the Golden Immortal and ascend to the throne of the Taoist master." The Sword Master instructed wantonly.

After hearing what the Sword Master said, Puppet No. 109 was naturally overwhelmed with emotion, and he really looked forward to the future of becoming a Taoist master.

But he knew one thing more clearly, that is, how difficult it was to become a Dao Master. In addition, it was hard for him to believe that the guy parasitizing on his body was really a Sword Master.

"This city is the heavenly city I opened up in the past. I am familiar with all the mechanisms in it. Even though it has become a ruin now, I can still open it. You can go and try it, and you will know that what I said is true." The Sword Master then spoke.

Puppet No. 109 was stunned. He glanced at the ruins on the ground. He couldn't believe that the ruins of the Sky City, which were so dilapidated that they no longer looked like the original one, with only pieces of gray haze floating in the air for hundreds of feet, could still have some mechanisms left?

But even though he couldn't think of it, the Sword Master naturally gave orders, and he didn't want to miss this opportunity. He wanted to prove it. He didn't want to be like other puppet tribesmen who were hustling in this ruin. He wanted to become a star in the sky.

So he took action.

As soon as he moved, the elven flame attached to the heart of his forehead became even more intense.

"what?"

boom!

Puppet No. 109 instantly turned into a pillar of fire, and its body turned into smoke, blending into the haze of the ruins of the Heavenly City.

"I caught another one." A calm voice was like a light breeze, slowly drifting through the room.

……

The above mentioned things often happen in the world of the Eight Immortals, because they are all traps set by Luo Zu in order to capture the remaining remnants of the Eight Immortals.

The remnant spirits of the Eight Immortals are hidden very deeply, and the core of this world has not been touched by Luo Zu. Otherwise, Luo Zu would not have to go to such great lengths to send the demons to search the sky and the earth, and set up so-called opportunities to lure out the dormant remnants of the Eight Immortals, and then bring them to justice.

Back then, the Eight Immortals rushed out of the world, wanting to first destroy Luo Zu's incarnation, the Demon King, and then escape from here.

But they don't know the strength of the Demon King. He is the incarnation of Luo Zu and the master of the sea of ​​heart here. The sea of ​​heart will bless his body with all the power, making his strength far beyond the surface manifestation.

Therefore, the powerful being formed from the residual thoughts of the eight golden immortals was beaten to pieces by the Demon King with one punch after another.

But Golden Immortals are really hard to kill. At least with Luo Zu's current realm, it is really too difficult to kill them.

After they were smashed into pieces by the Demon King, the true spirit that was already incomplete and formed from a wisp of thought was split into countless parts.

This really opened Luo Zu's eyes.

The fall of the demon god Yudu was not easy.

Although he was full of emotion, Luo Zu still caught the most important remnant, and then sent it into the Nine Netherworld, where the reincarnation was still being created, and it was only a semi-finished product now. In addition, it also suppressed the remnant of a powerful person from the ancient times...

This could also be used to slowly grind away the remnant thoughts of the eight Golden Immortals, leaving only pure magic power, and then Luo Zu could use it to sense the Taoism and cultivation of the eight Golden Immortals.

As time passed, the traps that Luo Zu set in the Eight Immortals' world captured more and more remnants of the Eight Immortals, and more and more semi-finished reincarnations were put into use, which also promoted the creation and evolution of reincarnation.

This process is very delicate, but Luo Zu is also helpless.

He discovered that true reincarnation was impossible, as there was a mysterious force suppressing his reincarnation.