I am a living immortal.

"It's not like you lied to them, saying that they will know it naturally when they get there. But they will know it when they really get there." The old goat said a tongue twister.

But Luo Qian understood.

Others looked at Luo Qian as if he were a scumbag.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't mean to lie to you. You should know that I only have a vague understanding of the realm, how could I tell you rashly? Be careful not to take this step, or you will become a sinner in history. Of course, leading the demon race into the abyss requires experimentation." Luo Zhi said righteously.

However, people were not very convinced.

But he had to accept his favor. As a result, Luo Jian finally spoke out, which brought about a huge change to the demon race.

I have said everything that should be said, and also everything that should not be said.

The old goat wouldn't leave for now, and Luo Qian and the others should consider their next steps. The Zhongling Mountains had returned to calm, and every demon was either researching or cultivating, striving for advancement.

The "Wanxiang Traceback Dream Scripture" also spread widely in the demon world for various reasons. Of course, before the appearance of the second demon ancestor, no one could say whether it was useful or just a coincidence.

Only the demons who followed the old goat's personal experience were willing to be the first to try it. It was this action that made the Zhongling Mountains and the Demon Alliance the dominant force among the demon tribes.

The world is changing quietly.

Even some mortals can feel these changes, and the undercurrents behind these changes are also quietly fluctuating.

Time keeps moving forward and time flies.

The old goat began his retirement in the Zhongling Mountains. Meanwhile, the dragon hadn't expected the goat to be so reckless, actually keeping pace with him. This truly frightened him. However, he paid a price for this, and is now recuperating in the Zhongling Mountains, unable to return for a while.

And Xuan Mo left again.

The Dragon Clan invited them to attend the East Sea Dragon King's birthday banquet. Of course, the birthday banquet was secondary; the real purpose was to discuss the future of the Dragon Clan. As time dragged on, this matter became increasingly urgent. However, the Dragon Clan was divided into separate regions, and gathering the eight veins of the Nine Rivers would be no easy task.

Under the great waves of the times, not even the dragon race can escape. It is precisely because of the huge size of the dragon race that they are the tallest ones and will face the torrent directly.

So, Beihai extended an invitation.

The invitation to all dragons and aquatic creatures from around the world was undoubtedly a grand event, on par with the discussion of the Dao at the source of the Celestial Dao in the north, perhaps even greater. This time, all eight branches of the Nine Rivers accepted the invitation. Even those unable to attend in person sent their most promising descendants. Following the dragon clan's grand move, the situation shifted to the East China Sea.

Different from the situation where the immortals and demons fight each other, although the dragon clan also fights among themselves, once faced with a strong enemy, they are the ones who unite as a team the fastest.

"The world's winds and clouds are created by our generation." Shenlong couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the wind and waves on the Chengde River.

Beside him, Wei Ming could only sigh. He could already foresee the vastness of the war: "What a pity, what a pity!"

"What a pity?" Shenlong looked at Wei Ming and asked.

"It's a pity that the human race is the largest, but it can only be protected and can't even resist. Su Mu often said that this era is the era of the human race, but..."

"You're sighing about this, but you've misunderstood. This era is the era of humanity, but humanity doesn't stand at the forefront of humanity, but rather serves as the source of all paths. Immortal Path, Shinto Path, Buddhist Path, even the Demonic Path—these mainstream paths all originate from humanity. Shinto needs no further explanation. Numerous beliefs have built a vast foundational pantheon, allowing that pantheon to measure the heavens and earth."

"To become an immortal, one must first be a mortal before becoming an immortal. The immortal path is the most beautiful flower that blooms among the human paths."

"Speaking of the devil's way, the seven emotions and six desires, greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, and doubt, are all tied to the human heart. One thought is a god or devil, one thought is a devil or Buddha, three lives and three paths."

"Finally, let's talk about the Buddha. He lives hidden in the mountains and forests, yet roams the streets. The world underestimates the potential of Buddhism. Personally, I don't like Buddhism, but I have to admit that the Buddha is similar to a god, yet different from a god. He has great prayers, great aspirations, and great salvation, and all of this is due to people. Do you think people are important?"

Mirage Dragon smiled at Wei Ming, then looked up at the sky and said thoughtfully, "Besides, who says humans don't have the power to resist? Humanity is still there. Humanity has a deep hatred for the Xiantian God. Just wait and see, humanity will definitely take action when the time comes."

"Human race's pride, the time has come to ascend to the heavens. You might just be the executor of humanity."

"Me?" Wei Ming was stunned for a moment.

"Of course. For the sake of the people of this world, are you willing?"

Hearing this question, Wei Ming was silent for a moment and then nodded.

Seeing this, Mirage Dragon kept the secret and didn't say much. But Wei Ming had a feeling he knew something, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he changed the subject: "You've been acting weird lately. Are you about to take that step?"

The sense of dissociation from the mirage dragon grew stronger and stronger. It was clearly standing before my eyes, within reach, yet it felt like a mirage, suspended in the sky, difficult to grasp, inexplicable, and indefinable. According to some charlatans, it was even more mysterious.

"It's still a little lacking in sharp senses, but it's almost there. Of course, the fast I'm talking about may be a little different from what you understand as fast." Mirage Dragon said slowly.

"Haha, that must be a very long time." Wei Ming said with a laugh.

"It's a long time, I hope I can catch up."

"What if I can't catch up?"

"Then I can only stand with that sheep. It's awkward just thinking about it. You have to know that once upon a time, I could crush the other party to death with just one finger. It really proves what you humans say, that things change over time." The mirage dragon said jokingly.

Wei Ming shook his head and said nothing.

On the river, warships, already ready for battle, braved the wind and waves as they charged towards Lin State. How should I put it? Finally, they leaped, but didn't spring back. Lin State's last resistance was uprooted within a week, its emperor struck dead by a single arrow from the city walls.

The country was destroyed in just a moment.

Long-term extravagance and drunkenness only led to a stagnation of thought, not a reversal of the tide. Those great talents emerging from the masses didn't even have a chance to realize their ambitions before the nation fell, a swift and decisive defeat. A winter of torment had left these barbarians like wolves, tearing and ripping at the neighboring nation.