Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

These meaningful words made Chang Xi realize for the first time what wickedness truly meant: "I thought goddesses all floated up from the spot."

Chang Xi, who was originally preparing to float, was in a dilemma. She looked at the mirage dragon fiercely. Even in the void, she had never been insulted like this.

She stood up, and the moon behind her condensed once more, as if she were still a high and mighty deity, rather than the disheveled person who had just rolled around on the ground a few times.

The mirage dragon stretched out its hand: "Use whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve."

"You...you really think I can't handle you!" After being repeatedly humiliated, Chang Xi's last bit of composure vanished without a trace. At this moment, all she wanted was to teach this bastard in front of her a lesson.

"Oh dear, you're angry..." Shenlong continued to add fuel to the fire.

Chang Xi forced herself to calm down. She wasn't stupid; she knew her battle rhythm had been disrupted. From the beginning, she had been led by the other side, which had also led to her being pinned down at every turn. After calming down, Chang Xi's eyes also changed.

The Mirage Dragon sighed inwardly. As expected of a being who had experienced the void, these little tricks could only be used once or twice. Next, the real hard battle was about to begin.

His eyes also became serious.

The next moment, the bright moon shone over the earth, and a chilling atmosphere lurked in the darkness like venomous snakes, waiting for their chance to strike, ready to strike a fatal blow the moment you relaxed. Beside the mirage dragon, lotus lanterns, each holding a bright light, illuminated a patch of bright light.

Except for this patch of light, everything else was shrouded in darkness. The whistling wind, the roaring of wild beasts, and the strange noises were all manifestations of the original fear, the fear of the night.

Under the inky black moon, Chang Xi looked back. Only then did she truly regain her true self. For the first time, Shenlong felt the pressure. But he was no pushover. Who couldn't create on a large scale? He clasped his hands together, and a ball of golden flame appeared in his hands. Then, the lotus lanterns floating around him suddenly blazed brightly.

The ultimate flames, the vast sea of ​​light, dispelled all haze and darkness. When the first bonfire fell to the ground, darkness and fear could no longer harm them.

When fires rise from the darkness, they will conquer the night.

Moonlight is no longer the only guide, destiny is in your own hands. It is a flame, a hope, and a destiny that is in your hands.

Light swept across, destroying the venomous snakes hiding in the shadows and sending the beasts that waited for their opportunity fleeing. The demise of the fantasy carried away the fear. Like two mages, the Mirage Dragon and Chang Xi engaged in a constant exchange of concepts and understandings of nature, rather than physical confrontation.

When the fire ignited on the Mirage Dragon side, Changxi was in the grip of winter, with frost and cold all around. On this side, with gentle breezes and drizzles, spring returned to the earth, while on the other side, with lightning and thunder, there was a torrential downpour. The two sides fought back and forth over the East China Sea, giving their opponents no chance to breathe.

The battle continues, and it is not confined to this one place. One by one, primordial deities awaken from their slumber, and Changxi, a pinnacle being, is not the only one returning to this world. The challenges facing the beings of this era are not over; in fact, they are merely the beginning.

The world has changed quietly.

The war in the East China Sea eventually spread to the entire world. Those who had been on the sidelines could not help but sigh. What was coming finally came, faster and more rapidly than they had imagined.

But to say they were completely unprepared is certainly impossible. The battle over the East China Sea was so tumultuous that no one or any force was foolish. They were already preparing the moment the battle began.

The battle for the Dragon Clan wasn't over either. They pursued Tian Wu in the direction he had left. They couldn't let him catch his breath, absolutely not. Otherwise, all their previous efforts would be in vain. This was an outcome the Dragon Clan didn't want to see.

The dragon clan is chasing Tian Wu, and the crisis has not been resolved.

Another supreme being, the one despised by both the Mirage Dragon and Changxi, also quietly descended upon the world. His arrival was not as grand as that of the primordial deities. He manifested as a human, walking across the land. However, the land he traversed was rife with poisonous miasma, and all living beings, including humans, underwent strange changes. This silent transformation continued to expand with his journey, spreading silently from city to city, like a plague, yet a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying.

These infected beings were unaware of what was happening to them, completely unaware. Humans continued to work as usual, rising from dawn to dusk, going to market. It was in this unawareness that the infection spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. The same was true for those infected. While they appeared to show no abnormalities, their genes were undergoing a radical transformation. They were transforming from one species into another.

What began as an excessive demand for water evolved into a craving for fresh flesh and blood. Horrifyingly, despite this, no one subconsciously saw anything wrong with this, as if the habit of eating raw meat was innate. As the infection progressed, different physical changes occurred. Their muscles stiffened, and red, white, or green hairs sprouted from their bodies. These hairs coexisted with the infected, becoming one. This seemed similar to zombies, but one was a reinvention after death, while the other evolved and transformed while alive... a living dead between life and death.

This is true for humans, let alone animals. This virus continuously spreads throughout the food chain, from top to bottom, leaving no one unscathed. This is the casual act of the pinnacle. By the time anyone discovers it, it's too late, and there's no room for regret.

Such a supreme being is destroying the foundation of humanity, and humanity is powerless to deal with it.

However, as Mirage Dragon said, those who underestimate this era will inevitably suffer great losses. Such a being quietly bumped into someone who did not exist in history, did not appear on the stage, could not see the past, and did not know the future. And now, there is no trace, like a hidden immortal in the gap between existence and non-existence in history.

Shebishi vanished without a trace. The fact that a pinnacle being could disappear before everyone's eyes, without any explanation, is astonishing enough. And apart from the pinnacle, not a single person in the world—neither the innate gods of the previous era nor the various paths of this era—not even noticed.

The village that Shebisi entered was called... Peach Blossom Spring.