"Zhu Jiuyou?"
Chen Mo felt his heart skip a beat.
He wasn’t hearing this name for the first time.
The Daoist Venerable had once told him that during the Ancient Times, Jiu Zhou was not governed by the Human Race, but was overshadowed by a certain existence—the earth was its bed, and the sun and moon its companions; no one dared to challenge its authority.
This existence was Zhu Jiuyou.
Back then, demons ran rampant, and the people lived in misery, surviving only in the cracks of the world.
Until the shackles of heaven and earth were loosened, the Human Race gained the ability to breathe in Primordial Qi, gradually mastering the cultivation method.
Buddhism, Daoism, Demon, Martial... factions proliferated, countless Heavenly Prides emerged like bamboo shoots after rain, and Jiu Zhou entered a golden age.
As the strength of the Human Race grew stronger, some of the top Ultimate Venerables were unwilling to remain beneath others, so they joined forces to launch the "War to Exterminate Demons."
Eventually, the Tianshu Pavilion Ancestor took action, erasing its cause and effect, and everything related to it disappeared completely from the river of history, with no outsiders knowing.
"What can be confirmed now is that this Zhu Jiuyou is that Black Dragon."
"And the purpose of Pei Fengmian, Sikong Che, and others entering here was to encircle and annihilate it. As a result, both sides were heavily wounded; the Black Dragon was obliterated, and all Emperor Realm experts fell."
"After that, for unknown reasons, the path to transcendence was severed. Any cultivator wishing to comprehend the Tao Origin has to pay a painful price..."
Chen Mo quickly sorted out the rough outline, but still had some questions in his heart.
Back when he obtained the True Dragon Blood, the progress of the "Ancient Spirit Constitution" steadily improved, unlocking certain memory scenes. Two of them troubled him particularly—
The first was an ancient battlefield, heaps of corpses piled like mountains, blood flowing like streams, with both Demon Clan and Human Race, resembling a living hell.
In the center of the Blood-soaked Battlefield stood several towering figures, from whose aura one could perceive that they were all top-level powerhouses of their era.
Among them, a burly man in armor was particularly striking, emanating a blazing sun-like, mighty pressure.
The second scene was in a crimson mountain range.
The Black Dragon seemed gravely injured, lying in a pool of blood, barely alive.
The armored man appeared again; the two seemed closely connected, and he vaguely heard, "Sorry, I had no choice."
Then the voice was drowned out by deafening roars; even without experiencing it firsthand, one could feel the anger, like being betrayed by someone deeply trusted...
"If you combine the memories from the Dragon Blood with these pieces of information, the situation is pretty clear... But I’m curious, who on earth is that man in gold armor? What is his relationship with Zhu Jiuyou?"
"Since it’s the True Dragon’s legacy, why did it end up in the hands of the Great Yuan Royal Family?"
Chen Mo pinched his chin, pondering silently.
Suddenly, he thought of something, his heart tightened, and he urgently asked, "Since this great formation can reverse Yin and Yang, overturn life and death, even you can be revived, hasn’t that dragon also come back to life?!"
Female Demon shook her head and said, "No..."


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