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"It should be gone by now, right?"

Zhou Yi didn’t believe a game could be popular for five hundred years. Seeing the Spirit Ginseng doll’s spirits fall, he patted its leafy head and said.

"With the glory of Nine Provinces gone, there will inevitably be other games. With the support of the Immortal Law for technology, its rapid development is certain—five hundred years is more than enough for game helmets to appear!"

The Spirit Ginseng doll asked curiously, "What is a game helmet?"

"It’s a device that allows you to enter the game directly with your mind, without needing a phone for control."

After giving a simple explanation, Zhou Yi comforted it, "Your low ranking in Glory is largely due to hardware limitations. With direct mental gaming, you will surely beat all the other players!"

"Exactly, it must be so."

The Spirit Ginseng doll urged him to hurry back to the Nine Provinces.

Little did it know that no response could ever be faster than that of the sixth player; they were always ready to ambush you in the most unexpected places!

Zhou Yi emerged into the outside world, with the Kunlun Cave Heaven now in hand.

"One small step for the expansion of Cave Heaven, one giant leap for the dream!"

Having verified the method of expanding the Kunlun Cave Heaven, he believed that one day it would expand to ten thousand miles in radius, perhaps even becoming a world in its own right.

The thought of one person controlling an entire world was somewhat exhilarating!

By then, Zhou Yi would have millions of workers at his disposal, and tasks like improving Cultivation Techniques would be effortless.

The wisdom of the masses is infinite!

"Immeasurable Heavenly Honored One! Back when I only introduced the steam engine, it sparked countless technological advancements, and Cloud Continent entered modernity. Perhaps one day, by spreading teachings within the Cave Heaven, even a single Qi Refinement scroll could evolve into Immortal Law!"

Zhou Yi, with a joyous expression, rode the escaping light towards the Nine Provinces.

As he journeyed westward, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth grew increasingly rich, until he could glimpse the land—the energy was now dense enough to support Foundation Establishment.

"Five hundred years have passed; I wonder how the One Qi Sect is doing? Foundation Establishment masters are now akin to humanoid mobile suits, surely they wouldn’t want to be governed by the Imperial Court. Could they have turned from subjects to masters..."

Whoosh!

As he pondered, a huge wave suddenly rose from the sea, and a strange serpent burst forth.

The serpent, more than a dozen zhang in length, was covered with pitch-black scales, sharp bone spurs adorned its body, eight tiger paws extended from its abdomen, and with a pair of fleshy wings on its back flapping, it moved as fast as lightning.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Zhou Yi’s face showed confusion. It was natural for demonic races to be born with the revival of spiritual energy; however, he had never heard of this kind of creature.

There were records of demonic races in the Wanjuan Daozang, which almost summarized all the bloodlines that appeared in the Nine Provinces, yet none matched this strange serpent.

He casually waved his hand, and several bolts of lightning struck down, shattering the serpent’s flesh and blood, but it still knew no fear, fiercely attacking without regard for its own life.

"A major demon without any spiritual intelligence?"

Zhou Yi’s interest was piqued; he guessed that the revival of spiritual energy might have caused this change. He waved his hand to immobilize the serpent for a Soul Search.

Pain, chaos, slaughter, devouring...

The serpent’s divine soul was weak, even weaker than that of an average human, completely lacking a complete demonic soul, only filled with tidal waves of negative emotions and numerous twisted and blurry memory fragments.

"This is not a member of the demonic race!"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly. Despite the deep enmity between the two races, he had to acknowledge that the demonic race cultivated Immortal Law as well.

Immortal Law treasures life, with the ultimate goal being immortality. Such a chaotic divine soul was already cut off from the path.

"What has happened in the Nine Provinces?"

Zhou Yi looked toward the west, a sense of foreboding growing within him. He took out a talisman to perform a minor celestial divination technique.

The Spirit Talisman landed smoothly.

Nothing happened, which was no different from the result of his divination in the morning.

"There should be no life-threatening danger, but it’s still best to be cautious."

Zhou Yi exhaled the Supreme Clarity Divine Talisman from his mouth, which suspended above his head, cast a divine light, and he vanished in an instant, completely concealing his presence without leaking any trace of it.

The escape light increased its speed, and as Zhou Yi approached the Nine Provinces Continent, he encountered various sea monsters.

Each was misshapen and ugly, with almost no two alike; the one thing they had in common was a lack of spiritual intellect.

The monsters roamed the seas, engaging in life-or-death battles on a whim. The victor, after devouring the corpse of the loser, grew even more formidable.

One month later.

Zhou Yi finally caught sight of the Nine Provinces Continent. Now within the coastal waters, the sea monsters were densely packed, battling indiscriminately, their blood staining the seawater various hues.

"Is this still the Nine Provinces?"

Guided by his memory, he flew towards Binhai, a major city in the Great Zhou, where he once bought a house.

Half a day later.

Upon careful identification, the ruins before him were the relics of Binhai.

The once top-tier city with tens of millions of inhabitants had reverted to lush forests, with only a few broken walls buried under the vegetation, proof of its former renown.

Zhou Yi’s face was ashen as his Divine Sense poured out, sweeping over Binhai.

One by one, relics arose from the ground: shattered glassware, rusty machine parts, mottled car undercarriages, and most numerous of all, firearms...

Roar!

The stirring of relics awakened a monster in the forest, as a three-headed lion, with flames beneath its paws, soared into the sky.

The lion quickly noticed Zhou Yi, and from its three heads came flames of different colors that merged together, suddenly increasing in ferocity.

"An Innate Divine Ability of the demonic race?"

Zhou Yi exhaled, extinguishing the flames, and gestured to draw the lion closer, simultaneously performing the Soul Searching Technique with all three heads.

"The soul has grown much stronger, its crimson color affinity with fire spirit energy, yet the intellect is chaotic and disordered, still not of the orthodox demonic race!"

The three-headed lion was just the beginning; the Binhai region was vast and home to many monsters.

Their roars rose and fell, unable to locate the originator of their disturbance. The fury of being disturbed from resting had to be vented, so they turned on each other in a fierce battle.

At that moment,

Zhou Yi’s Divine Sense detected a bunker to the east of the Binhai ruins.

The bunker was buried dozens of feet underground, separated from the surface by layers of concrete and steel. Inside, there were fully equipped living and planting areas, along with a vast arsenal of guns and ammunition.

Regrettably, there were no signs of living humans, but several monsters lurked within. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Zhou Yi could guess that the once human civilization must have been destroyed by these monsters, all of them incinerated to ashes with a wave of his hand.

As his Divine Sense swept over the bunker, his figure flashed to the room at the central area, arranged similarly to a war command center.

Inside the room lay several skeletons; their pistols were aimed at their own heads or hearts, as if they had committed suicide. Devices such as computers and screens were all utterly destroyed.

Zhou Yi’s gaze fell upon a skeleton clutching a rolled-up paper book. He used his mana to bring it over and flip through it page by page.

The contents resembled a diary.

"The surge of fierce beasts originated from Qiong Continent?"

"Qiong Continent was the first to fall, followed by the collapse of Buddha Lands, Green State... The only place capable of resisting the tide of fierce beasts is Cloud Continent..."

"Great Zhou held out for over a hundred years, but as the sea filled with demonic beasts, we eventually could not withstand the endless tide of beasts, Binhai being the last coastal city!"

As Zhou Yi read through the diary, he learned the identity of the person, Xu An, the general who commanded the defense of Binhai.

The bunker had been established by Xu An, leading the military and civilians of Binhai as the last bastion against the tide of fierce beasts. The diary recorded that the Imperial Court once issued an order to recall Xu An, intending to abandon the Binhai frontline.

Xu An refused in response, sending his young child on an airplane before choosing to live and die with Binhai.

In the final entry of the diary.

[In the year 550 of Great Zhou, winter, the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month.

Today is Little New Year, and I’ve lost count of how many years it’s been since we celebrated a festival. I ordered all the food to be taken out and distributed to the remaining soldiers and civilians.

The outer perimeter of the bunker has already fallen, and it’s unlikely Binhai will last to see the new year. Before death, I wanted to give everyone a full meal.]