Rebirth of the Wilderness

When Zhao Song stepped onto the familiar land of the first heaven, a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

Looking around, the heaven still maintained its quiet and peaceful atmosphere, without any earth-shaking changes due to his long absence.

This made him feel a little fortunate and at ease, because during that period of chaos, the confusion of time and space made him lose his accurate perception of the passage of time. He was afraid that when he returned, he would face a primitive world that had been shattered.

"Fortunately, it shouldn't have been that long!"

Zhao Song muttered to himself.

He looked up into the distance. The sky was still empty and vast, without too many people and noise.

This scene made Zhao Song more certain that the time of his departure should still be within his acceptable range, and the heaven should not have been discovered yet.

Just as Zhao Song's heart was overflowing with visions and expectations for the future and he was about to embark on his journey home to the quiet place of Qingyan Dojo to savor and digest the ups and downs and gains he had experienced in the chaos, a loud noise suddenly rang out in the sky, as shocking as thunder, instantly breaking the tranquility and peace around him.

This loud noise, like thunder in the sky, not only shocked Zhao Song's mind, but also foreshadowed that the heaven was about to face an unprecedented change.

Zhao Song immediately collected his thoughts, hid his body, and looked in the direction where the voice came from. He saw that at the entrance to the heaven, the originally calm void suddenly became turbulent and shining, as if some powerful force was brewing there and was about to burst out.

He knew very well that as one of the two poles of the ancient world, any movement at the entrance of the Heavenly Realm was by no means accidental.

As the light gradually dissipated, a blurry figure shrouded by a huge ancient bell slowly emerged at the entrance to heaven. The ancient bell was engraved with intricate runes, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Zhao Song quickly mobilized his memory and knowledge, trying to analyze the meaning behind this strange sight.

Fragments of myths and legends from my previous life flashed through my mind, and a name quietly emerged.

"Taiyi? Chaos Clock?"

The appearance of the giant bell, accompanied by a powerful figure, made Zhao Song think of the possibility of Taiyi.

Moreover, Zhao Song felt the powerful aura of the giant bell, which was not matchable by ordinary innate spiritual treasures. It was obviously the innate treasure - the Chaos Bell. This further confirmed Zhao Song's guess.

Then, Zhao Song clearly heard the mysterious figure shrouded by the Chaos Bell shouting loudly towards the depths of the passage: "Brother, come in, it has been confirmed that there is no danger here!"

This sentence was like a breeze, instantly blowing away some of the doubts and tension in Zhao Song's heart.

Not long after, there was a flash of light at the entrance of the passage, and dozens of figures filed out. They all exuded the pure spiritual power unique to innate creatures, and it was obvious that they were people with extraordinary cultivation.

Zhao Song listened attentively and gradually captured key information from the conversations of these creatures - these were none other than the legendary Di Jun, Tai Yi and others, as well as some of the powerful men under their command.

"It's indeed them!"

Zhao Song confirmed it secretly in his heart. He felt both surprised and slightly relieved by this sudden encounter.

After all, Di Jun, Tai Yi and others occupied an important position in the myths and legends of the previous life. The heaven was first used by them to establish the Demon Court. It is not surprising that they have discovered the heaven now.

Through their conversation, Zhao Song learned that they were originally in the midst of a fierce battle with the Twelve Ancestral Witches. That battle was undoubtedly earth-shattering and shocked the universe.

However, in this fierce confrontation, by some unknown coincidence, someone accidentally touched the restriction of the entrance to heaven, thus revealing this secret place hidden in the world.

After discovering the entrance to heaven, Di Jun and Tai Yi made a quick judgment.

They realized that if they continued to fight with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, not only would it be difficult to achieve a decisive victory, but they might also miss the chance to explore the heavens and look for opportunities.

So, the two of them made a prompt decision and decided to temporarily give up the battle with the Twelve Ancestral Witches and instead lead their powerful men into the heaven to find out what was going on.

"It turns out that the two tribes of wizards and liches have been established. This must be the first war between wizards and liches. It seems that the era of saints is not far away!"

Zhao Song observed all this silently from the side, and many emotions surged in his heart.

However, Zhao Song did not choose to show up at this time.

He knew very well that although he had already reached the level of a Hunyuan Daluo Zhenxian and did not have to worry about anything, he did not want to interfere too much in this war that was about to sweep across the entire prehistoric world.

So, Zhao Song left Di Jun, Tai Yi and others quietly without disturbing anyone.

His figure flashed and seemed to merge into the void, and he disappeared silently at the entrance to heaven in an instant.

Mount Buzhou, the sacred mountain that once carried the supreme pressure of the great god Pangu, has completed its historical mission of supporting the heaven and earth, and has now lost its former majesty and sense of oppression.

Zhao Song appeared on the top of Mount Buzhou and gazed at this ancient and mysterious mountain with mixed feelings.

He knew that Mount Buzhou was not only the pillar of heaven and earth, but also a holy place in the hearts of countless living beings.

However, according to the historical trajectory he knew, this sacred mountain would eventually face a catastrophe - it would be knocked down by the ancestor witch Gonggong, causing great changes in the world.

“Is it really impossible to change its fate?”

Zhao Song pondered secretly in his heart.

He knew very well that although he was not omnipotent, as a practitioner at the level of Hunyuan Daluo Zhenxian, he had the power and determination to change the world.

The ending of Mount Buzhou may not be predetermined, but can be rewritten.

Thinking of this, Zhao Song felt a strong impulse in his heart.

He decided to do everything he could to protect the sacred mountain and prevent it from suffering a catastrophic impact.

However, there is still a long time before Mount Buzhou collapses, so Zhao Song left Mount Buzhou directly and rushed to Mount Qingyan.

Now there are more important things waiting for him to do, that is to completely control the soul laws of the prehistoric world, so as to prevent the virtual world from being controlled by others in the future.

On the way to Qingyan Mountain, Zhao Song's heart was full of anticipation and determination.

He knew very well that Taoist Hongjun had not yet become a saint, and this was the best time for him to master the laws of the soul.

Once Taoist Hongjun becomes a saint, the laws between heaven and earth will become more stable and complex, and then the Honghuang Heavenly Dao will be born. It will be extremely difficult for him to completely control the laws of the soul.

So, relying on his preliminary grasp of the laws of space, Zhao Song shuttled through the void like a phantom, and soon arrived at Qingyan Mountain.

This mountain is as misty as ever, filled with spiritual energy, as peaceful and mysterious as a paradise.