I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

Lin Qingzhi stood leisurely in the courtyard, his gaze gently cast towards the tranquil scenery in the corner. A small white fox was curled up peacefully in the spotless white cottage, and beside it was the adorable little boy, Rolling.

Next to the small white house, there is a tree hole cleverly embedded. The hole is neat and tidy, and a soft deerskin is spread leisurely, like a warm little nest in nature.

Outside the tree hole, there is a lush grassland, bright green and full of vitality.

On both sides of the grass, flowers of various colors compete with each other in beauty and splendor, just like stars scattered on the earth, adding a touch of softness and elegance to this small world.

In front of the lawn, there are two fruit trees, one is an apple tree and the other is also an apple tree.

Behind the apple tree are two lush bamboo forests. The green bamboos sway gently, making rustling sounds, adding a touch of elegance and loftiness to this tranquil picture.

Not far ahead, a quiet little lake came into view. It was a water park that Lin Qingzhi had specially opened for Xiao Gungun.

The lake water is as clear as a mirror, and a few small fish are swimming leisurely in the water, swimming around and playing, as if they are at peace with the world.

By the lake, Sun Linlin's figure gently blends into this harmonious picture. She looks at the two lively and cute little guys with tenderness, her eyes full of pampering and love for them.

In the past few days, Sun Linlin has been almost inseparable from them, and these two little lives have shown unprecedented dependence and closeness to her.

However, at the height of this tranquility and warmth, Lin Qingzhi's face suddenly turned gloomy, like the calm before the storm.

A sharp murderous intent inadvertently leaked from his eyes, breaking the peace around him.

Then, the sky seemed to sense something, and the originally clear and cloudless sky suddenly became gloomy and dark, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Dark clouds rolled in, lightning and thunder roared, as if it was the end of the world.

And above the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty.

Dark clouds piled up like ink, layer upon layer, as if a giant in the sky was using wind and thunder as a brush to sketch a breathtaking painting. The wind howled with irresistible force, sweeping across the entire imperial city, bending the towering ancient trees into bows, demonstrating its terrifying power.

This terrifying celestial phenomenon caused the people in the city to look up, their gazes piercing through the layers of buildings and towards the ever-changing sky. An inexplicable panic surged in their hearts, as if some kind of great power beyond the mortal world was about to manifest itself on this ancient land.

In the heart of the imperial city, amidst the splendor of the imperial palace, six figures stand tall, detached from the hustle and bustle of the world, like immortals isolated from the world.

These six people came from two hidden sects - Wanwu Sect and Yishan Sect. They were all ancestors who had been sleeping for countless years in the depths of their respective sects' forbidden areas.

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In front of the towering palace, the elderly Emperor Si Lingtian of the Xia Dynasty and the eldest princess Si Jinxuan stood side by side. Their figures appeared particularly resolute in the dim light of morning light, facing the six figures standing proudly above the sky.

The two men's eyes were like torches, filled with anger and indomitable spirit, as if they wanted to engrave this humiliation deep into their bones.

The six people in the air had eyes as cold as ice, and looked down at everything below indifferently with an almost condescending attitude, as if they were supreme beings beyond the world.

Behind the two of them stood the court officials, Xiao Yaoer, Lin Ruo and others.

Behind Si Lingtian and Si Jinxuan, all the officials in the court stood in silence, including Xiao Yaoer, Lin Ruo and others.

At this moment, both of them were holding a bag of peanuts, eating them while looking up at the sky that did not belong to their world with a child's curiosity, their eyes flashing with curiosity about the unknown.

The six people looked down with indifferent eyes, looking condescending.

One of them slowly dropped a little, and then said slowly in an indifferent voice:

"People of the Si family, hand over that little kid. Don't let your Si family fall into irreparable ruin for an unrelated person."

Wanwu Sect and Yishan Sect are ancient sects hidden from the world, with a long history that can be traced back to ancient times.

At that time, in order to avoid being affected by the disputes in the fairy world, the ancestors were willing to give up the prosperity of the outside world and quietly hid some of their disciples in a corner of the vast continent, which was a little-known secret space.

However, time passed by slowly, and those ancestors who had protected the sect with their wisdom and courage had long since turned into the dust of history and no longer existed on this continent.

As time passed, the descendants of the sect gradually forgot the glory and suffering of their ancestors, and their ancestors' origins had long been washed away without a trace by the torrent of time.

They began to think highly of themselves, regarding themselves as the supreme rulers of the world, and were full of contempt and disdain for everything in the mundane world.

Even the high and mighty king of the Xia Dynasty was nothing more than an ant in their eyes, and their life force could be easily extinguished with a simple wave of their hand.

This arrogance and conceit corroded their minds like poison, causing the sect to gradually deviate from its original purpose and beliefs.

“Who are you guys…?”

Si Jinxuan walked forward lightly, looking up at the man, with a barely perceptible sense of authority in her words.

"You are not worthy of knowing our origins. Hand over the little girl. You, the girl, will also come with us. You can be a concubine for my grandson."

The old man lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was as cold as the wind, without any emotional fluctuations.

After he finished speaking, before Si Jinxuan and the others could respond, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been summoned by an invisible force, becoming thicker and darker, like splashed ink.

The entire imperial capital was instantly shrouded in a thick darkness, losing its former brightness and bustle.

Thunder and lightning roamed freely in the depths of the dark clouds. The occasional bursts of light became the only vibrant life in this dark imperial capital, but it also further highlighted the surrounding silence and oppression.

Several old men frowned instantly, with a hint of confusion and solemnity in their eyes.

They all looked up at the sky, trying to capture something from the boundless sky.

They seemed to feel the wrath of heaven. This was the first time they knew that heaven could also be angry.

Why is the sky angry...

The six people looked around. This imperial capital shrouded in the night seemed particularly quiet and depressing.

Then, their gazes simultaneously returned to the vast sky.

At this moment, the sky is like a giant beast ready to pounce, opening its deep and dark mouth, as if it can devour everything in the world at any time, which is awe-inspiring.

Who is coming...

Could it be that... immortal...