Arrival at Big Dipper, Meeting the Young Ye Fan
Cold and desolate.
This is the world outside the Bronze Ancient Coffin, the first impression it gives to everyone.
As the heavy coffin lid, seemingly bearing the weight of eternity, slowly slid open, blinding sunlight and fresh air rushed in, and the surviving men and women inside practically tumbled and crawled out.
"I... I survived!"
"We're out! We're really out!"
Some people collapsed to the ground, breathing in the unfamiliar air with gusto, and wept with joy.
Some people looked around in terror and confusion.
This is a desolate, reddish land, with jagged rocks and no vegetation as far as the eye can see, exuding a primitive and savage atmosphere. The sky is high and distant, yet it carries a chilling sense of unfamiliarity.
This is not Earth.
This realization weighs on everyone's heart like a boulder.
They truly arrived in an unknown world along with the nine dragon corpses and the Bronze Ancient Coffin.
Ye Fan was supporting a female classmate, also breathing heavily. After a brief moment of confusion, his eyes were quickly replaced by vigilance and seriousness.
He looked around, gathered the surviving students together, and quietly comforted them.
An unknown environment means unknown dangers.
Just as everyone was still immersed in the relief of surviving the disaster and the fear of the future, a sharp-eyed classmate suddenly stretched out a trembling hand and pointed to a Mountain Peak not far away.
"What... what is that?"
His voice was filled with disbelief and horror.
Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.
In an instant, the noisy crowd fell into a deathly silence.
Atop that not-so-tall Mountain Peak, a group of people had appeared out of nowhere.
It was a picture that they could not depict even with their wildest imaginations.
A group of men and women, their robes flowing and Immortal Qi, were leisurely sitting around an ancient stone table.
On the stone table, a set of exquisite tea utensils, seemingly otherworldly, was emitting wisps of steam. The aroma of the tea seemed to travel far and wide, permeating the heart and soul.
The man at the head of the group was handsome and had an extraordinary air about him. He simply sat there, yet he seemed to be the center of this world. His gaze was deep, as if he had seen through eternity, or as if he was simply admiring the scenery before him.
The women around him were all stunningly beautiful, each with their own unique charm.
Some are as cold and aloof as eternal ice, some as pure and holy as the Mother Goddess of Creation, some are graceful and elegant with countless charms, some are as gentle as water, and some are lively and agile...
They smiled sweetly, some sipping tea, some chatting, some gazing into the distance. Their ease and comfort made it seem as if they were not in this desolate wasteland, but rather having a relaxed tea party in their own backyard.
The appearance of this group of people created an incredibly stark, almost absurd, contrast with the surrounding wild environment.
Ye Fan and his classmates felt like their brains had completely shut down.
Having just survived a bizarre interstellar journey, their worldview was already on the verge of collapse. This scene before them was like a heavy hammer, shattering their last vestiges of common sense.
immortal?
This was the only word that could come to mind.
"Roar!"
Just then, a ferocious and hungry roar suddenly erupted from the stone forest to the side!
Everyone was startled and turned around abruptly.
A ferocious Demonic Beasts, the size of a truck, resembling a wolf, but with three blood-red eyes, leaped out from behind the stone forest.
Its three eyes were fixed on Ye Fan and his group of "two-legged sheep," with foul-smelling saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth. With a sudden kick of its hind legs, its massive body transformed into a black lightning bolt and pounced towards the group!
The stench was so strong it almost knocked people over!
"Run!"
"Ah! A monster!"
The crowd erupted into chaos, fear overwhelming everything. Everyone screamed and panicked.
Ye Fan's heart was in his throat, but he didn't run.
He shoved aside the classmates blocking his way, pulled several terrified girls behind him, and stared intently at the charging Demonic Beasts, summoning the greatest courage of his life to fight to the death.
He knew that running was useless.
Compared to such monsters, human speed is a joke.
However, the expected bloodshed did not occur.
The claws, sharp enough to tear everything apart, came to an abrupt halt just meters away from Ye Fan.
On the Mountain Peak, Bixiao, who was whispering and bickering with Sister Yun Xiao, had her beautiful brows slightly furrowed.
She felt that the beast's roar had disturbed her enjoyment.
"Noisy."
A soft snort escaped her lips, tinged with a hint of displeasure typical of young girls.
She didn't even get up; she simply extended a slender, jade-like finger and casually flicked it through the air at the fluttering black shadow.
It's like flicking away an annoying fly.
A thin, wisp of blue light flew from her fingertip, flashing away so fast it was impossible to catch.
There was no earth-shattering sound.
The roar of collisions without any rules.
The enormous, menacing Demonic Beasts, powerful enough to tear an armored vehicle to shreds, suddenly froze in mid-air.
The ferocity and greed on its face were forever frozen in time.
Immediately afterwards, to the horrified eyes of Ye Fan and all his classmates, the enormous body of the Demonic Beasts, starting from its head, silently transformed into countless tiny, shimmering specks of light that danced in the air.
It was as if it were not a body of flesh and blood, but an illusion made of light and shadow.
A gentle breeze swept by, and the fluorescent lights, like fireflies on a summer night, gracefully dispersed and vanished without a trace.
It was as if it had never existed.
From the moment the Demonic Beasts appeared until it vanished as specks of light, the entire process took no more than three breaths.
The person who made the move on the Mountain Peak didn't even change their posture from beginning to end, as if they had only done something insignificant, and then turned around to chat and laugh with the sisters around them.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Ye Fan and his classmates were frozen in place, each in a posture of fear, escape, or preparation for a desperate fight, as if they had been collectively frozen in place.
Everyone's face was filled with the same expression.
sluggish.
A complete, indescribable blankness.
What was that just now?
Where is that monster that looks like it's not to be trifled with?
That fairy in green... just flicked her finger?
Then... the monster turned into light?
One absurd idea after another swirls wildly in their minds, yet they can't piece together a logical explanation.
"I... I'm not dreaming, am I?" a boy muttered to himself, pinching himself hard. The sharp pain made him gasp, but his expression became even more bewildered.
"God... God... It's real..." A girl's legs went weak, and she knelt down on the ground, clasped her hands together, and kept bowing towards the direction of the Mountain Peak.
They finally understood.
This is not some unknown, wild planet.
This is a world of mythology!
They really did arrive in a world where gods live!
After a brief period of blankness, Ye Fan's brain started working again as quickly as possible.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the overwhelming shock in his heart.
Fear vanished at that moment, replaced by an unprecedented sense of awe, and a hint of... barely perceptible excitement.
This is a crisis, but also... an incredible opportunity!
He composed himself, straightened his tattered T-shirt (which had become tattered during the time travel), and tried to make himself look less disheveled.
Immediately, he pushed aside his still-dazed friend Pang Bo and set off alone towards the Mountain Peak.
One step, two steps...
His steps were slow, but exceptionally firm.
He stopped about 100 meters from the foot of the mountain.
He knew that this distance showed respect without being too close and offensive.
Ye Fan composed himself and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle to the group of immortals on the Mountain Peak who were still enjoying tea and the scenery, seemingly oblivious to the mortals below.
"We... we were mistakenly taken to this place, and we are very grateful to you for saving our lives!"
His voice was a little hoarse from nervousness, but his words were clear and full of sincerity.
"May I ask, senior... are you a deity of this place?"