After Taishang Demon God was destroyed, Zhongtian entered another stage of rapid development. Heavenly Dao Luck rose without cease, and every few years, an earth-shaking new being would be born.
After the human race went through that great massacre, its luck was cut off. Countless human cultivators died beneath heavenly tribulations, and in terms of aptitude, each generation was worse than the last. The powerful race that had once made all living beings tremble at the mere mention of its name became weak.
It was precisely because of this weakness that the demon race lowered its guard and stopped keeping its eyes fixed on the humans, while competition began within the demon race itself.
The Seven Demon Emperors each occupied a region, recruiting troops and buying horses, their forces swelling at breakneck speed. Once the demon soldiers increased in number and their territories bordered one another, friction was unavoidable.
And so, the demon race began to fight among itself.
Against this grand backdrop, mighty figures began founding other races. The former strength of the human race remained fresh in their memories.
Daoist methods began to bloom like a hundred flowers, all sorts of races were born, and the whole world brimmed with vigorous life.
Time flew like a shuttle.
Liu An's ten-million-year term arrived. By now, he had already achieved Luo Heaven Carefree Immortal, only one step away from Innate Golden Immortal.
Such a breakthrough speed could not be called slow, and most importantly, his understanding of the Great Dao had already surpassed that of most Innate Golden Immortals. In the future, his path of cultivation would only grow smoother and smoother.
At noon that day, Liu An was summoned into the courtyard by Gu An.
Liu An did not see Gu An in the courtyard. He looked at that