Ancient ferocious beasts like the Taotie, Qilin, Taowu, and Peng, had notorious reputations, standing alongside gods and demons!
With all things having spiritual essence, numerous races thriving, and the reign of gods and demons, this was the most brutal era of contention!
A single flower could create a world, a single tree could support the heavens and earth! In this harsh environment, where every mountain and stream posed a threat, the dwindling human race fought against the heavens, the earth, and all creatures for survival!
In a desolate ancient city, a young descendant of a powerful lineage, as he obtained a treasure from an immortal tomb, his legend began to unfold across the land, from the moment he stepped out of the ancient city!

The Ancient Wilderness

The fierce battle raged on, and Mu Xiuling seemed like an icy goddess of slaughter amidst a sea of corpses. 


Like a towering mountain, she was trampled and devoured by countless ancient descendants. 


Five-Foot Zhan Ru and Antelope Horse fought valiantly, their bodies drenched in blood, both from enemies and their own wounds.


A flash of light struck Mu Xiuling, sending her flying. 


Blood sprayed from her mouth, her face pale.


“Sister Xiuling, are you alright?” Antelope Horse rushed forward to support Mu Xiuling.


Five-Foot Zhan Ru’s face turned grim, muttering, “What should we do? It seems we can’t hold on any longer!”


Mu Xiuling straightened her body, gritting her teeth. 


“No, we must hold our ground. We cannot abandon Brother Chi.”


“They are on the verge of collapse!”


Witnessing Mu Xiuling, whom they feared the most, being injured, the ancient descendants from the Slanted Moon Valley seemed to be infused with newfound vigor. 


No One Can Escape