In the ancient Primordial Era, when Hundun had first opened, heaven and earth remained a void.
In that gray, murky space, the might of heaven and earth descended from time to time—lightning, thunderfire—raging through the empty Hundun.
Hiss-crack...
A streak of thunderfire that split the firmament struck a length of dead wood, and raging flames instantly blazed up.
Then, from within the essence of that thunderfire, a monster with nine heads was born.
Four wings, six legs; as it looked around, an air of looking down on all creation naturally spread from it.
This was the progenitor of the Nine-Headed Bird.
Afterward, through the long years, it breathed in and out, ceaselessly absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.
Slowly, it grew.
Suddenly, the scene before his eyes changed. It seemed a million years had already passed. Between heaven and earth, all was no longer a sheet of Hundun, yet Cultivators were still nowhere to be seen. However, within the Three Realms, there were now a few monsters unheard of in the present day.
Their bodies were far larger than those of the present Demon Race.
Giant Apes a hundred zhang tall.
Rats bigger than oxen.
And pythons with three heads, which, when coiled, were as tall as mountains.
Primordial Ancient Beasts!
Even in the oldest ancient records, there were seldom any accounts of them. In the cultivation world, only a few illusory, mist-veiled legends remained.
It was said that they had existed far longer than Cultivators.
Not only were these fellows immense in size, they also usually possessed some extraordinary innate talents. If they were revived now, even those mighty existences would absolutely not dare look down on them in the slightest.
"Caw!"
The cry of the Nine-Headed Bird entered his ears, and afterward he saw it