Primordial Era: At the beginning, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor invited me to drink beast milk, and

"As expected of my brother, his nose is so sensitive. This is real dragon milk; there are only a handful of bottles like this in the entire Perfect World."

Shi Hao's eyes lit up, as if all his previous frustration had vanished.

"Is it really dragon milk? Where did you get it, brother?"

Qin Yuan handed him the jade bottle: "Well, this was obtained by my elder brother in exchange for a powerful cultivation technique. Here, have a taste."

Shi Hao took the jade bottle and carefully poured out a small cup, instantly making the aroma even stronger.

Shi Hao couldn't wait to take a bite, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"It tastes so good! It's even better than any animal milk I've ever had before!"

Qin Yuan watched with satisfaction as his younger brother wolfed down his food.

This was the Shi Hao he knew, not the sullen little boy he'd been seeing these past few days.

"Drink slowly, this is enough for you to drink for a long time."

Qin Yuan reached out and ruffled Shi Hao's hair.

"If you want to drink it in the future, just tell your older brother anytime."

Shi Hao held the jade bottle and nodded with satisfaction.

"Big brother is the best!"

Just as the two brothers were enjoying themselves, a strange change suddenly occurred in the sky.

A huge crack appeared in the once clear sky, as if a giant sword had cleaved the heavens.

Thick, purplish-black mist billowed from the crack, swirling and gathering high in the air.

These wisps of mist churned and gradually formed a huge vortex.

An eerie light flickered at the center of the vortex, and ripples spread across the sky.

With each ripple that spreads outwards, the earth trembles slightly.

A sense of oppression filled the air, as if some terrifying being was about to descend.

Qin Yuan immediately became alert, realizing that this strange phenomenon was a sign that a powerful being was forcibly opening a passage between the two worlds.

Moreover, judging from the scale of this strange phenomenon, the newcomer is probably quite powerful.

The cracks in the sky grew wider and wider, and one could vaguely see countless wronged souls wailing within them.

These are all beings who were forcibly sacrificed; their life force was extracted to support the opening of the passage between the two worlds.

The strange phenomena in the sky became increasingly intense, and lightning began to flash through the cracks.

Every bolt of lightning that struck was accompanied by a tremor of the earth.

Panic-stricken shouts echoed from afar, clearly indicating that the strange phenomenon had alarmed the entire city.

Shi Hao gripped Qin Yuan's sleeve tightly.

"Brother, what's going on?"

“Someone is coming down from the upper realm.”

In the eyes of cultivators in the upper realm, beings in the lower realm are like ants.

In the past, in order to open up the passage between the two worlds, they would not hesitate to sacrifice a large number of beings from the lower realm.

In their eyes, the lives of beings in the lower realms are not worth mentioning.

The sudden change in the world was unexpected, but Qin Yuan quickly realized something was wrong.

Although the cracks in the sky were menacing, they lacked the bloody atmosphere of the past.

This left him unsure of what the people from the upper realm were up to.

Since he wiped out Yue'e and the other invaders from the upper realm, no one has dared to launch a blood sacrifice in the lower realm.

Logically speaking, without the sacrifice of beings from the lower realm, the passage between the two realms cannot be stabilized.

But at this moment, the strange phenomenon in the sky became increasingly clear.

Qin Yuan focused his attention and suddenly sensed a trace of the unique aura of a deity from the upper realm.

Qin Yuan was startled.

Could it be that these beings from the upper realms would actually use their own people as sacrifices?

Just how desperate must they be to do something so heinous?

Golden light shone through the cracks in the sky, a phenomenon that only appears when a god falls.

Qin Yuan then understood why he hadn't been able to detect the actions of the people from the Upper Realm beforehand.

Since the people of the upper realm dare to sacrifice even their own people, it shows that they are determined to descend this time.

With a deafening roar, it seemed as if the heavens and earth were being torn apart.

The sound of space shattering was deafening, and the whole world trembled.

A colossal creature burst forth from the crack.

It was a colossal, chaotic beast that resembled neither a dragon nor a jiao (a type of dragon), its size enough to blot out the sky and the sun.

Its entire body was covered in thick scales, shimmering with a chaotic light.

Nine dragon heads were raised high, their fangs sharp as swords, and their breaths stirred up a raging storm.

The colossal beast was enveloped in a chaotic aura, as if it had emerged from the chaos before the creation of the world.

Each time it moves, it distorts space, causing the ground beneath its feet to crack inch by inch.

The oppressive force was so strong that even the heavens and earth trembled.

Suddenly, the giant beast erupted with blinding chaotic light.

The light contained destructive power; wherever it passed, everything turned to nothingness.

The colossal beast burned in the chaotic light, transforming into a bridge spanning heaven and earth.

One by one, figures emerged from the bridge.

The leader was a young man with silver hair, dressed in white, with an otherworldly air about him.

But the imposing aura emanating from his every move sent chills down one's spine.

The silver-haired young man looked around, seemingly disdainful of everything in the lower realm.

He casually raised his hand and waved it lightly towards a sacred mountain in the distance.

The majestic sacred mountain trembled instantly, and countless cracks spread across its surface.

The next moment, the entire sacred mountain vanished into the air like grains of sand, turning into a sky full of dust.

Behind the silver-haired young man, a skeletal figure slowly walked out.

The skeleton was pure white, like jade, and although it was the body of a dead person, it radiated a sacred and peaceful light.

Two flickering divine flames burned in his head. He paced around in the void a few times and stretched his joints.

The skeletal deity stretched its neck and looked up at the sky.

"The power of the laws in the lower realm is indeed as rumored; it's easier to comprehend them."

"It seems that I will be able to break through to the next level when I go back this time."

A huge pangolin stepped out of the passage with elegant steps.

His entire body was covered in silver-white scales engraved with intricate divine patterns.

"I'm more interested in the treasures of the lower realm."

He groomed the scales on his body with his claws, seemingly lost in thought.

"Didn't someone say they found the Transcendence Chapter in the lower realm? We can retrieve it after the mission is completed."

A magical sunflower bloomed in the void and transformed into a man.

A black sun floated behind him, radiating dark light, with black flames rising into the air.

These flames not only lacked any heat, but instead emitted a bone-chilling cold.

"Please don't be careless, everyone. This time, it was a special order from above."

A deity radiating crimson-gold light strode out, surrounded by rays of Buddhist light, appearing majestic and solemn.

"What powerful figures could possibly be in this mere lower realm?"

The last deity stepped forward, spreading his arms in the void and closing his eyes to contemplate for a moment.

"The laws are incomplete, and heaven and earth do not suppress cultivators. The power that can be unleashed here feels much stronger than in the upper realm!"

One after another, these powerful beings from the upper realms appeared, each exuding a terrifying aura that was suffocating.

There were a total of ten deities who lit the sacred fire.

Ten deities lined up in the void, their auras intertwining to create a terrifying pressure.

The entire world trembled under this oppressive force, and countless living beings prostrated themselves on the ground, shivering in fear.

One of the elderly men, dressed in a gray robe, stepped forward and issued a proclamation to the mortal realm.

"Where are the sinners of the Stone Clan? Show yourselves and face your death!"