Liu Xun learned from the picture that this was most likely the end of the prehistoric period. After all, the human race had begun to prosper, Nuwa had already become a saint, and there was no trace of Nuwa around.
At this moment, a woman walked out of the ancestral hall. The young man glanced at the woman, his expression slightly stunned, and stared at the cinnabar between the woman's eyebrows for a while.
"I am here at the order of the Demon King to pay tribute to Nuwa. After all, Nuwa is the ancestor of the demon race, and this is also the Demon King's intention."
After a moment of daze, the young man spoke slowly, but he did not call himself a junior, but rather "I". Perhaps it was the young man's tone that made the people in the ancestral hall dissatisfied, and several cold snorts were heard.
Liu Xun watched carefully and was inevitably shocked. Demon King? I'm afraid there is only one person in this era who can be called the Demon King, and that is Donghuang Taiyi!
"Sir, do you have any evidence to prove it?" When the young man said the name of the Demon King, there were voices of dissatisfaction in the ancestral hall, mixed with a hint of fear.
After all, the name of Donghuang resounds throughout the entire ancient land. Although the ancient land is vast, all forces are afraid of Donghuang, because Donghuang's path is paved with blood and bones.
"I wonder if the Donghuang Bell is okay?" The young man's eyes flashed, and he instantly drew out his long sword, and then thrust it hard into the ground. Suddenly, stone chips flew, a mountain breeze blew, and the linen cloth on the sword fluttered in the wind, making a "hissing" sound...
"Donghuang Bell? Don't talk nonsense, youngster. Donghuang Bell is the companion artifact of the Demon King. How can it be controlled by a youngster like you who is still a child?" A questioning voice was heard from the ancestral hall.
"Young man, please bring the Donghuang Bell here. We will take a look and then we will know whether it is real or fake." Then another voice was heard in the ancestral hall.
When the young man heard this, although his cultivation was low, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he shouted sternly: "Don't you know what the Donghuang Bell represents?"
The young man knew that the Donghuang Bell belonged to Donghuang Taiyi, so he would never let these people watch it. Before Nuwa became a saint, she had to obey the orders of Donghuang. Now these people actually wanted to see Donghuang's companion artifact in person. How could the young man tolerate it
"You bold young man, didn't Emperor Donghuang teach you how to behave?" An angry shout came from the ancestral hall.
Upon hearing this, the young man raised his sword and laughed loudly. He knew that the people in the ancestral hall were angry because of his words "you guys", but the young man was not afraid. He instantly pointed his sword at the door of the ancestral hall, and his eyes were immediately replaced by arrogance.
"I am here on behalf of the Emperor Dong, so I am the one standing here talking to you. Can't the Emperor just call you guys?"
The young man took a step forward, and everyone in the ancestral hall fell silent. They were not afraid of the young man, but the name of Donghuang Taiyi was not something they could compare to. They could already see the aura of the Donghuang Bell flowing from the young man's body.
"Besides, I came here holding the Dong Huang Bell, which can also be said to mean that Dong Huang has come in person. Can't I call you "you" in the name of Dong Huang?"
The young man continued to take a step forward. As the girl finished her words, the Donghuang Bell suddenly jumped out of his body, and the long sword in the young man's hand also let out a dragon roar. The linen cloth on the sword hissed, and the area around the ancestral hall was suddenly filled with strong winds and dark clouds.
"The disciples of Nuwa Temple respectfully welcome the arrival of the Emperor of the East!"
At this moment, several women, whether inside or outside the ancestral hall, all knelt on one knee. If the Donghuang Bell made them afraid, then the name of Donghuang Taiyi could break all their defenses. After all, Nuwa was a member of the demon clan, and although she had achieved the title of ancestor saint, she could not change this fact.
The young man snorted coldly and immediately walked towards the ancestral hall. He didn't even look at the woman who had blocked his way before. Arrogant, unruly, and cold, these three words were most appropriate to describe the young man.
The young man passed by dozens of women and suddenly a statue dozens of meters long came into his sight. The statue had a human head and a snake body, and its appearance was extremely stunning. A dot of cinnabar between the eyebrows made it look extremely charming. The whole statue was lifelike, as if Nuwa herself was present.
The young man frowned. He always felt as if the statue was looking at him. No matter where he went, the statue's eyes would always follow him.
Suddenly, a colorful light emanated from the statue and instantly spread throughout the entire ancestral hall. Following the colorful light, all the disciples of the Nuwa Temple knelt down facing the statue.
"Welcome the spirit of Nuwa to arrive!" Voices were heard from all around the ancestral hall, with reverence and excitement in the voices. At this moment, a woman looked at the Donghuang Bell behind the young man, and couldn't help but think that it was the Donghuang Bell that attracted the arrival of Nuwa, otherwise, how could the spirit of Nuwa, which had not appeared for thousands of years, suddenly arrive at this moment
The young man's face changed instantly when he saw this. He immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Junior welcomes the arrival of the ancestor!"
At this moment, no matter how arrogant and unruly the young man was, he had no choice but to kneel. Just because Nuwa was the ancestor of mankind and because of the countless achievements of Nuwa that were passed down to later generations, he had to worship.
At this time, the statue seemed more vivid. It was surrounded by a colorful divine light and exuded the breath of life. After a moment, a word resounded in everyone's ears.
"After hundreds of thousands of years..., you... are finally here!"
The words echoed in the Nuwa Temple for a long time. Not only did everyone in the temple change their expressions, but even the young man looked confused and shocked.
Liu Xun, who was watching this scene, was also stunned for a moment. Hundreds of thousands of years? This no longer just represents a concept of time, but also represents an era.
Liu Xun would not be unfamiliar with the late period of the prehistoric times, an era hundreds of thousands of years ago. That was the legendary era of great destruction when the heaven and earth were first created and the whole world was in chaos.
In that era, there was no right or wrong, no good or evil, and no one could tell clearly. Later generations only knew that it was an era of brilliant stars and a time paved with blood and bones...
The young man looked at the statue of Nuwa. At this moment, the statue seemed to be alive, and you could even see the snake tail swaying under the body.
The young man looked at the face of Nuwa in front of him and felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. This was a woman who was perfect to the extreme. Compared with her, all things in the world would pale in comparison.
"You, the strongest person in this world, actually lose your memory..." Just when the boy was in a daze, a voice suddenly resounded in his heart. The boy was stunned when he heard it, and then confusion appeared in his eyes.
"Forget it, this may not be a bad thing for you..." Nuwa's spirit did not answer the boy's confusion. She sighed and continued. The boy slowly stood up. He had vaguely understood that the "you" Nuwa was talking about should be referring to himself.
"What do you mean by this, Ren Zu?" An inexplicable impulse rose in the boy's heart. Nuwa still did not answer the boy's question, but looked at him with a trace of pity in her eyes. (To be continued)