Myth Revival: Turn the Chaos Clock over to the Nation at the Start

Everyone knows about my own motherland for 5000 years.

But in this Xia Kingdom, the history is ambiguous, the myth does not exist, and it is impossible to look up to the outside world.

"The kingdom inheritance of ordinary people in Xia Kingdom should be about 5000 years old."

"Five, 5000 years?" Mr. Zhao shook his hands and drew a crooked five characters on the notebook, but did not continue to write.

Han Yi saw their expressions and knew that they were shocked.

"That's right, it's 5000 years, but this doesn't count as the period of prehistoric mythology, otherwise, no matter how you count it, it's based on ten thousand years. After all, those gods have lived for tens of thousands of years.

"For example, the owner of the Chaos Clock, the demon emperor Donghuang Taiyi, with his Daluo Jinxian and even his later quasi-sage cultivation base, it may be thousands of years and tens of thousands of years in the past. How could we mortals imagine that."

After Han Yi finished speaking, the four listeners present were all short of breath.

Tens of thousands of years or 10 years?

Zhao Lao grabbed Han Yi, "What did you just say? Da Luo Jinxian, and Quansheng are all cultivation levels?"

Han Yi nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Lao's expression changed, and finally took out a voice recorder.

"Is there any other training levels? Can I record our conversation?" He asked Han Yi looking at him.

"Of course, it's not a secret. Since I know it, the country needs it, and I should."

Han Yi replied generously.

"Thank you for understanding."

Zhao Lao opened the recorder and looked at Han Yi eagerly.

Seeing their curious expressions, Han Yi said, "The previous levels are the same. After refining the virtual and combining the Dao, there are Tianxian, Zhenxian, Jinxian, Taiyi Jinxian, Daluo Jinxian, and Quasi-Saint."

"Since there is a quasi-sage, is there a saint?" Director Liang, who was beside him, pondered for a moment and asked aloud.

"Yes, Daluo can live the same life as heaven and earth, saints are even more powerful, heaven and earth are immortal, and saints are immortal."

Several people suddenly took a deep breath,

"Immortal?"

"Yes, even if it is a saint of the same rank, it is impossible to kill the opponent. Unless you have some special treasures, it is possible to kill the saint completely."

Han Yi confirmed their doubts.

"The world is still there, so why has the saint never appeared?" Zhao Lao asked.

Han Yi shook his head: "I don't know about this. Maybe they opened up a new world themselves, or they may have gone into chaos, anyway, it is unlikely to fall on our continent."

Elder Zhao opened a document that he carried with him, and carefully pulled out a few scraps of books that looked very worn out.

"This appeared in one of the ruins. According to our analysis, this should be a record made by a historian in a hostile force called Yaoting."

Han Yi took it out of curiosity, flipped through it, and understood what it was.

"It turns out that this should be made by the Wu clan."

"Wizard?" Elder Zhao heard another term that surprised him.

"The so-called demon court is the ancient heaven, which is a building floating in the sky of the prehistoric continent, occupied by the demon clan.

"And the Witch Clan itself is opposed to the Monster Clan, and has always called Heavenly Court the Demon Clan. They are centered on the Pangu Temple on Buzhou Mountain to fight against the Monster Clan."

Elder Zhao quickly asked, "Then the information in these few pages of Yaoting Chronicle?"

"Half-truth, of course, the Wu clan looks more positive, but the information is incomplete, and it doesn't make much sense to read it."

Zhao Lao nodded, expressing his understanding.

"Elder Zhao, that axe." A person beside Zhao Lao reminded.

When Old Zhao heard it, he nodded and said, "Hurry up and take it out, maybe Xiao Han can recognize it."

Han Yi was also curious, what was the axe in their mouths.

Thinking about it carefully, the Lingbao in the shape of an axe is not a Pangu Axe, right?

The middle-aged man beside Zhao Lao obviously had a space magic weapon in his hand, and directly took out a dark axe.

As soon as the axe appeared, it released a powerful aura, an arrogant and domineering iron-blooded aura, causing Han Yi's body to lean back involuntarily.

In this momentum, there is an unyielding will.

Even Elder Zhao, who has just stepped into cultivation, can feel it.

"Xiao Han, have you seen the record about this axe?"

Chapter 20 Xing Tianwu Gan Qi Meng's ambition is always

[Item Name: Dry Qi]

[Level: High-grade Witchcraft]

[Function: The weapons used by the ancient Great Wu Xingtian have been refined by the blood of the Wu clan for many years, and their power is extraordinary. Those who contain the blood of the Wu clan can resonate with them and summon the great witch possessed. 】

[Status: Sleeping]

[Activation method: The owner of the unyielding will can wake up]

Han Yi never imagined that it was this axe, no wonder it had such a powerful aura.

Because it itself was not sealed, but autonomously fell into a state of sleep.

If you can find a new owner, you can show the perfect posture.

"I can see it, but I'm curious, how did you find this axe?"

Han Yi looked at a few people in confusion. To be honest, if it wasn't for his own identification system, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize it.

"The Chaos Bell had an attack before and knocked down this axe."

Zhao Lao said truthfully.

"Chaos Bell... Well, I said why the Chaos Bell suddenly attacked, although this axe is not enough to see in front of the Chaos Bell, it is not sealed, it has a strong witch clan aura, the lich itself is hostile, Chaos Bell shot Punishment is normal."

Han Yi took Gan Qi and waved it lightly, knowing that the axe was obviously not something he could wake up.

"This axe is called Ganqi. It should be the weapon of the ancient great Wu Xingtian. The Wu people have no primordial spirit and cannot use magic weapons, but it does not prevent them from using some magical weapons. This weapon is the best among them."

The middle-aged man who took out Qian Qi was excited, "Mr. Han, did you just say that this axe was not sealed?"

"No, but it has fallen asleep on its own, and someone needs to wake it up, but the conditions are probably a bit harsh. Only those with an unyielding will can wake it up, and ordinary people may not be able to use it."

Han Yi frowned and said that he is not very optimistic about the owner of the unyielding will. In this era, the human mind is far worse than the time of the Great Lich War. This is too hard to find.

"Unyielding Will? What exactly do you mean?"

The man continued to ask.

"Let me tell you about Xingtian."

Han Yi felt that this unyielding will was most likely linked to Xing Tian.

"There are 12 leaders of the Wu Clan, called the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and below the ancestors are the Great Witches, and Xing Tian is one of them.

"After the Lich War, when their remaining witches fought against another human tribe, Chi You, the leader of his tribe, was killed, and he took his shield and his relatives to seek revenge, the leader of the other side, the Yellow Emperor.

"After losing the match, Huang Di cut off his head and suppressed his head in a mountain, but he was unparalleled in bravery and fighting spirit.

"Although he was defeated in the end, his brave fighting figure made the enemy unforgettable and was called the God of War."

After Han Yi finished speaking, several people were stunned.

After a long time, they set their sights on Gan Qi's black iron giant axe, and seemed to see the figure with unparalleled fighting spirit.

"It is worthy of the name of the God of War."

Elder Zhao sighed and took the lead to look away.

"I think I know who's going to use this axe."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man who took out Qian Qi said excitedly.

"what?"

Zhao Lao turned his head and did not understand what he meant.

"Qin Yue, if he doesn't have an unyielding will, then I can't think of anyone else who has it."

The middle-aged man said excitedly.

Zhao Lao also looked condensed, and after thinking for a while, he became excited.

"Yes, Qin Yue, how could you forget him."

Han Yi became curious.

"Who exactly is Qin Yue you're talking about?"

To know this unyielding will, it is not a matter of saying.

However, Elder Zhao immediately sank his face.

"Pity."

"Yeah, it's a pity." The two masters beside him couldn't help but look serious.

"in the end……"

Before Han Yi asked, Elder Zhao had already spoken.

"Qin Yue is a very talented young man in the Gods and Demons Bureau. He looks about the same age as you, but he has been fighting on the front line. There was an accident in the Qilian Mountains two days ago."

"Fight those bugs?" Han Yi blurted out.

"Yeah, he was surrounded by more than a dozen monsters, and he was the only one in their team who came out alive. We watched the mission recorder, and he was invincible. With only one magic weapon, he killed nine of them by himself. Monster, hold out until the rescuer rushes over."

"What about now?" Han Yi asked.

"Now, I have just been rescued, but my cultivation base is considered a waste, and there is no chance to rebuild it in the future."

Han Yi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Elder Zhao, what is his cultivation?"

"The late stage of Qi Refining God's cultivation base is born with great strength, and its combat power is stronger than that of other practitioners."