Chapter 1

The gray sky was filled with rolling red clouds. At the edges of the layered clouds, lightning flickered. The ripples of thunder waves quickly rolled across the sky, but there was not a single sound.

At the peak of the celestial pillar, the great god Qiangliang held a stone axe, standing on the head of the venomous python he had just slain, and stared at the sky in shock. From the far east to the far west, a purple snake's tail almost covered the entire sky, winding and moving at an extremely high altitude.

The body of this snake was so enormous that its head and tail were not visible, but it had already blocked the entire sky within sight.

The snake's body, which obscured the sky and the sun, occasionally disappeared into the clouds, merging with the red clouds. Whenever a bolt of lightning struck the snake's body, a terrifying aura would fall from the sky, pressing down on the hundred-foot-tall Meng Ming, making him grimace and his body sway continuously.

"Who has this terrifying woman so angry?!"

A bronze tripod with a mottled ancient appearance slowly descended from the cloud layer. A loud noise came from inside the tripod, and countless lightning bolts surged out in all directions. When the lightning disappeared, all the abnormalities had vanished, and the huge snake's body in the sky had disappeared without a trace.

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The sky was overcast with dark clouds, and a torrential rain lashed the earth, splashing up countless water droplets.

The crystal glass pyramid was brightly lit, illuminating the dark night sky. Dozens of heavily armed men, clad in raincoats and gripping their firearms, patrolled around the pyramid, vigilantly watching their surroundings.

The water droplets splashed up in a rhythmic pattern, like a heartbeat, with each droplet rising about a foot high. The rain threads falling from the sky intertwined and twisted, forming dozens of water ropes that silently wrapped around the necks of the armed men.

The water ropes swung forcefully, and the men were strangled to death without making a sound.

In the mist, a dim figure suddenly appeared, taking step by step toward the pyramid's entrance. With each step, the blurry figure became clearer. By the time it reached the pyramid's entrance, the mist had condensed into a transparent water figure.

The water figure's body flickered, and it suddenly changed color. It was slender and lean, wearing black tight-fitting clothes, and had a clear and handsome appearance. Qinglong revealed himself.

Numerous water ropes formed from rainwater twisted and wriggled like mad snakes, entering the pyramid through the gaps in the windows, cutting off all the security equipment's power lines like sharp knives. Large sparks of electricity spewed out, but the lighting system inside the pyramid remained intact.

Qinglong pushed open the three-foot-thick crystal glass door and slowly walked into the exhibition hall inside the pyramid.

More than a hundred crystal display stands stood quietly under the brilliant lights. On the outer stands, dozens of skeletons were seated in a cross-legged position. In the center, a thick bulletproof glass case protected a five-colored, nearly transparent, round tripod, with dragon and phoenix patterns entwined around it, the size of a human head.

Qinglong approached one of the outer display stands and quietly examined the seated skeleton.

These skeletons resembled human bones, but the ones in front of him were dark golden and semi-transparent, shining like glass under the lights. If they stood up, they would be over two meters tall. More surprisingly, their skulls had two black holes on either side and a larger eye hole in the center of the forehead.

"Three-eyed people?" Qinglong pulled out a dagger from his boot and struck the skeleton forcefully.

The skeleton rang with a "ding ding" sound. The dagger, made of a special alloy as hard as diamonds, could not leave any marks on the skeleton. Qinglong's expression became particularly serious. The value of these human-like skeletons, which were harder than diamonds, was immense.

"This trip is worth it for me to take action personally." Qinglong turned and walked to the central display stand, smiling. "Hey, if you don't show up, I'll take these treasures back with me."

The side door of the exhibition hall opened, and a team of over twenty men and women, dressed in long black trench coats and enveloped in flames, thunder, hurricanes, and other phenomena, walked out. Leading them was a tall, slender girl with golden hair and blue eyes, holding a peculiar jade sword.

"Mr. Qinglong, I have heard much about you," the girl said, walking to the opposite side of the display stand and bowing slightly to Qinglong. "In recent years, over a hundred of our comrades have died at your hands, including three of my predecessors as the head of special operations. But what is truly astonishing is that this is the first time we have seen your true appearance."

"Oh, this isn't really important. I'm not that handsome!" Qinglong teased the girl while pressing his right hand on the bulletproof glass case. The muscles in his palm twitched, and the two-foot-thick bulletproof glass shattered into countless grains of sand.

"God!" The people following the girl exclaimed in shock, stepping back in horror. They had long heard that Qinglong from the Eastern Huaxia was the strongest human in the world, but they never imagined he could be so powerful!

A two-foot-thick special bulletproof glass, which even a tank's main gun couldn't penetrate, could be shattered with a single palm? This power was beyond their imagination—could humans really become so strong?

Qinglong picked up the three-legged tripod with both hands, and a sense of wonder arose. Holding the tripod, he felt as if he were holding the entire universe.

He carefully placed the tripod into a shrinking leather pouch at his waist and smiled. "These treasures come from our Liangzhu ancient city, and I must take them back. According to our code, the one with the strongest fist is the boss. Do you have any objections to my reclaiming these national treasures?"

The girl smiled gently at Qinglong and said softly, "Mr. Qinglong, you might be interested in some of our research findings on these mysterious treasures. You might not believe it, but the soil layer covering them, as we have calculated, is over 100,000 years old."

Qinglong subconsciously touched the leather pouch at his waist. Artifacts from 100,000 years ago? At that time, humans were still living in a primitive state. Could they have created such exquisite and powerful treasures?

The girl flipped her hand, revealing the jade sword in her hand.

The three-foot-long jade sword was as wide as a palm and was carved from a single piece of jade. Near the hilt, there was a peculiar emblem—a tower with a floating eye, the blood-red eye staring intently at Qinglong, emitting a sinister and cold aura.

"We have tested this jade sword, carved from Hetian white jade. As you know, white jade is a type of soft jade with a very fine texture," the girl smiled. "But whether it's natural diamonds or the hardest special alloys we have synthesized in our laboratory, it can easily cut them like tofu."

She casually flicked the sword, smiling. "I personally used it to split a strategic bomber—two kilometers away, with my strength, I could split a strategic bomber. Mr. Qinglong, if this sword were in your hands, I can't even imagine how powerful it would be."

Qinglong's expression changed. The girl and her subordinates were not a concern to him; they were like clay chickens and straw dogs, easily dispelled with a single strike. But if this sword really had such power, Qinglong would find it difficult to leave unscathed today.

"So, is this a trap today?" Qinglong twisted his neck and began to loosen his bones and joints.

"We want an opportunity to negotiate face-to-face with Mr. Qinglong," the girl smiled seductively. "In the past few years, you have caused us great damage. We hope that Mr. Qinglong will join us. My position, or even my direct superior's position, is yours if you ask for it."

"Of course, in exchange, we hope to gain your complete loyalty and the 'Nine True Words Alchemy Scripture' you created!" As she said the last few words, her and her subordinates' breathing became erratic.

The Nine True Words are supreme secret techniques, developing human potential and connecting with the mysterious forces of the universe, possessing divine and unpredictable power.

Qinglong's unique Nine True Words Alchemy Scripture is a divine skill he created based on the Nine True Words, enabling him to control earth, water, fire, and wind, communicate with the heavens and the underworld, and move without a trace, making him the strongest human in the world.

"Of course, that's impossible!" Qinglong patted the leather pouch at his waist and laughed strangely. "You should know my temperament. I have a reputation for 'vengeance for the slightest provocation,' and I am also known for not betraying my ancestors!"

With a strange laugh, Qinglong's body flickered, suddenly turning into dozens of afterimages, each carrying a palm-sized sharp wind blade, sweeping toward the girl and her subordinates. The afterimages and wind blades formed a blurry vortex, enveloping the entire pyramid exhibition hall.

The girl sighed and shook her head. "I knew it would be like this, but those damn fools, my superiors, insisted on wasting their efforts!"

With a cold laugh, the girl pulled out a golden bamboo scroll and threw it upward. A thunderous boom echoed from the sky, and the black holes in the skulls of the dozens of skeletons seated on the surrounding display stands simultaneously spewed out blood-red light.

The blood-red light converged into a sea, and with a "buzz," it suddenly transformed into a massive blood-red light dome, trapping Qinglong inside.

The countless afterimages and wind blades collided with the blood-red light dome, which remained unshaken, while the afterimages and wind blades shattered like eggs hitting a stone.

In the sky, lightning and thunder raged, and the originally pitch-black clouds suddenly turned into countless overlapping fish-scale-like cloud layers. Lightning flashed through the gaps in the clouds, and the sky seemed to go mad, with one thunderclap after another.

On the streets, countless people cried out in shock, and many night travelers looked up, seeing the strange cloud formations in the thick clouds—behind the thick clouds, many people seemed to see a massive, indescribable snake body writhing and twisting.

Inside the pyramid, Qinglong fell to his knees, covered in blood. Inside the blood-red light dome, ninety-nine blood-red spears floated in the air, pointing at Qinglong. Dozens of penetrating wounds had pierced his body, limbs, and internal organs, all pierced by the blood-red spears.

"Damn it, are these strange things really so powerful?" The girl, excited, grabbed the golden bamboo scroll and screamed at the top of her lungs. "Qinglong, do you see? No matter how strong a human is, they are still helpless before us!"

"These skeletons and this bamboo scroll, and that three-legged tripod, all come from the same place! They are all 100,000 years old! Oh my God, it's unbelievable, these skeletons, arranged according to the methods recorded on this bamboo scroll, can really unleash the power to slaughter deities!" The girl almost went into a frenzy, laughing loudly.

"What the hell is this?" Qinglong struggled to raise his head and roared.

"The bamboo scroll records that this is an ancient formation. The specific name, I'm sorry, our linguists haven't translated it yet!" The girl shrugged, helplessly saying, "But these skeletons, their names are..."

A purple bolt of lightning fell from the sky, striking the crystal glass pyramid directly.

All the crystal glass instantly turned to dust, and the girl and her subordinates were instantly annihilated. The three-legged tripod in Qinglong's leather pouch emitted a faint five-colored light, enveloping him entirely. Qinglong roared madly, his body convulsing violently, his blood, the essence of his internal organs, and his soul being疯狂地抽取 by the tripod.

The three-eyed skeletons around them simultaneously raised their hands, as if reaching for the sky. The blood-red light from their eyes condensed into a blood-red dragon, which lunged at the purple lightning with its claws.

The purple lightning struck, and the blood-red dragon dissipated into nothing. The ninety-nine three-eyed skeletons shook violently and exploded into golden dust.

The purple lightning enveloped Qinglong, and an endless force of thunder fell from the sky, completely melting everything within a mile. The lightning compressed into a ball the size of a human head, and with a final flash of light, everything calmed down.

The square where the pyramid once stood was completely gone, with no trace left.

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