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Zhou Yi had queued for half an hour before it was finally his turn to step forward and insert the prepared incense into the large cauldron in front of the deity statue.

The priest observed Zhou Yi's clothing and attire and asked, "You are a foreigner?"

Zhou Yi bowed to the deity statue and said with clasped hands, "I am from Qingzhou, wandering the four corners of the world. This is the first time I have heard of the legend of the Golden God and felt reverence, so I came to worship."

"Reverence..."

The priest's gaze slightly hardened as he said, "It appears then, fellow Daoist, that your lineage is long-standing, aware of events from hundreds of years ago?"

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "I have heard a little, that the Demon race can protect the human race is indeed rare!"

"Do not speak of this matter to others, or you will be beaten and driven out of the city."

The priest said, "The Golden God is no longer of the Demon race but is now the totem of Moyun City, just like the Immortal Gods worshipped by the Daoist sects and the Bodhisattvas venerated by the Buddhist orders."

Zhou Yi then asked, "May I ask why the name of the god is 'Gold'?"

The priest said, "Gold is the god's surname, and the name is Yi, which is the origin of everything in Moyun City."

"Thank you for the enlightenment!"

Zhou Yi did not ask further, as there were still many people behind him, queuing to worship.

Leaving the city center.

Looking back at the towering bronze deity statue, weathered with traces of wind, frost, rain, and snow, making it appear even more ancient and vicissitudinous, Zhou Yi could not help but feel emotional.

"Poor me, actually becoming a totem, prayed to and provided for by tens of thousands!"

"This is indeed a cause for celebration!"

Until reaching Hehuan Yuan.

Zhou Yi arrived at the domain and observed for a moment, confirming that he had been here before.

After the great battle between good and evil began, many cultivators came to Moyun City for refuge, among them a real person named Lu Lin, who taught the Dual Cultivation method to fox demons and snake demons, resulting in mutual benefit and earning a substantial number of Spirit Stones.

Hundreds of years have passed since Lu the real person had long died, and his path waned, but his legacy did not cease.

Moyun City had undergone several expansions and was no longer as it was originally. Zhou Yi initially did not notice it, but now that he saw some familiar traces, he knew the origin of Hehuan Yuan.

"Living long enough, everywhere one finds the descendants of the old acquaintances!"

The old madam saw Zhou Yi hesitating at the entrance to the alley, mistaking him for a bashful young master and walked over with a swaying waist.

"Sir, please come inside!"

The old madam, taking the initiative, hooked her arm around Zhou Yi's, her bosom broad and soft, "Young master must be visiting Moyun City for the first time, right? Our girls are not the ordinary type; each is proficient in the art of Dual Cultivation. It not only does no harm to the body but also strengthens and invigorates it."

Zhou Yi asked, "Is it a Daoist secret technique?"

"You are not the ordinary person, young master, wide-traveled and well-informed."

The old madam proudly said, "Our place has a heritage of five to six hundred years, being both a brothel and a martial Daoist sect of Hehuan Sect. As long as the young master has enough Silver, after staying for a year or two, your Inner Strength is guaranteed to improve greatly."

"Then I will stay for two years."

Zhou Yi only felt that life was full of wonders; the art of Dual Cultivation passed down by the old Daoist Lu had evolved into a martial Daoist sect.

...

There were many things in the world Zhou Yi could not overlook, some he would manage, some he would not, but there was only one he would call an enemy.

The Dragon Emperor.

"Poor me, so petty-minded!"

Zhou Yi chose a peak north of Greenwave Pond as his place of secluded cultivation, which originally had no name, but now it became known as Kunlun Mountain.

After the ancestral veins were severed, the Dragon Emperor resorted to a Blood Sacrifice of his subordinate demon races, attempting to avoid the catastrophe of the ultimate decline of the law.

The human race relies on books and scriptures for its heritage, while the demon race relies on the bloodline return to ancestry. As long as the bloodline traces back far enough, the heritage of the Ancient Demon Gods will naturally emerge.

The Dragon Emperor and the other three great demon emperors had pure and ancient bloodlines, knowledgeable about ancient events. After the world dramatically changed, they immediately ordered their minions to gather resources. After congregating at Greenwave Pond, they sacrificed them all in a Blood Sacrifice and sealed themselves.

Zhou Yi chose to cultivate in seclusion within the Great Thousand Mountains because he had the intention of grave robbing, digging the old dragon out of its self-seal.

From Xiao Tiezhu, he learned that after self-sealing, all external and internal sensing is cut off, and even thoughts and consciousness do not exist, similar to cold hard stubborn rocks. Therefore, one cannot interrupt the spell themselves, and can only wait for the energy to be depleted for it to end naturally, which even the caster couldn't determine how many years it would take.

Xiao Tiezhu once used a Secret Technique to search for these self-sealed old freaks, but alas, they were all without a trace, unknown which corner they hid, struggling on in existence.

Zhou Yi arranged the Formation and prohibitions according to the appearance of Baiyun Peak, then spat out the Jianmu in the center, emitting dense Spiritual Energy that began to nourish the land into a Spiritual Field.

"I was suffocating in there."

The Spirit Ginseng child jumped out of the Beast Controlling Bag and looking at the uneven terrain, pouted its mouth, "Looks like I have to continue reclaiming the land!"

"Go plant the Spiritual Medicine quickly, don't you want to become an immortal anymore?"

After setting up the Daoist temple and the pavilion, Zhou Yi instructed the Spirit Ginseng child to work well, then turned into a light and flew toward Greenwave Pond.

The old dragon had lived for over a thousand years, and with his cunning and depth of thought, it was very likely that he would not bury himself in Greenwave Pond. Nevertheless, to prevent any cunning moves in the dark, Zhou Yi decided to explore the old site of the Dragon Palace.

Even if he didn't find traces of the old dragon, he might find a few items related to the old dragon and then use divination to deduce step by step.

He dove into the depths of the water.

Zhou Yi had previously visited the Dragon Palace and quickly spotted the ruins following the direction.

Withstand hundreds of years of erosion by the lake water, the magnificent palace was left with only a few columns; the collapsed buildings were overgrown with algae, with fish and shrimp darting through the crevices.

Walking under the water, he looked at the surviving walls, columns, palaces, and so on. Find exclusive content at M-V-L

The banquet in the Dragon Palace seemed like yesterday, but in a blink, time had changed and the once-renowned Dragon Palace across the Nine Continents was now just ruins.

"Regardless of how domineering one is in life, without attaining immortality, one ends up as a handful of yellow soil!"

Zhou Yi witnessed firsthand the transformation of the Dragon Palace into ruins and deeply reflected upon this, constantly reminding himself to be careful and cautious.

His Divine Sense covered a radius of dozens of miles, repeatedly searching the remnants of the Dragon Palace but did not discover any unusual items. He excavated many gold and jade treasures from the ruins, but they were merely decorations for the palace and difficult to use in divination for the Dragon Emperor.