Kaoshan Village gradually returned to peace.
Yu Yong and Zhou Xiaocui's demons had caused immense destruction. Many villagers had died, every household wore mourning white, and the entire village was steeped in grief.
Still, life had to go on.
No matter what, farmers ultimately had to live by farming—leaving early and returning late, sweating like rain as they toiled in the fields to earn grain for worshipping the gods and filling their own stomachs.
Day after day passed, and Kaoshan Village gradually became utterly ordinary.
There was nothing special about it.
This remote village had always been like this. Even changes of dynasty had nothing to do with this little village. No matter how the outside world churned with wind and clouds, no matter how many heroes and extraordinary figures emerged, it had nothing to do with the people farming here.
In fact, many thrilling events had indeed taken place in the outside world.
Jiang Ding's gaze pierced through vast stretches of space. Through the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Intent rooted in Yu Yong's divine soul, he saw certain things.
This was a battlefield.
On one side stood a horde of demons and monsters: tyrannosaurs, starving wolves, bloodthirsty lizards, flying eagles, demonic bears with rows of gleaming fangs, and more. Amid these demons and monsters, military banners rose one after another, bearing tigers, leopards, wolves, and other designs. Their common feature was a single character: "Yu," the Yu of the Great Yu Dynasty.
Once these demons and monsters gathered together, an inexplicable "fortune" actually rose around them!
This fortune prohibited all laws. Human Dao Fortune truly revealed its divine marvels, even capable of suppressing the Power of Incense. Here, traces of a Human Race Fortune Divine Dynasty appeared.
It was precisely this substantively manifested dynasty fortune that gave these