Winged Sky God, Terracotta Warrior Revived from Two Thousand Years Ago

The moment those two words of apology were spoken.

The surrounding Awakened couldn't help but shiver.

Just now, when someone was about to apologize, the other party struck directly, killing a major figure.

There were still five or six Awakened left.

Now.

With those same two words again, everyone's scalps went numb.

If Zhou Yunqiong took a strong stance, would this man go on another killing spree?

But this was the Zhou Family of Wuzhou Group they were facing—could he really be so unyielding? Not willing to show any sign of backing down?

In this new era, the weak were prey to the strong. Many understood this and were gradually adapting; some already had several lives on their hands.

Yet still, they couldn't fathom Lu Yuan's current approach.

It could only be summed up in one word.

Arrogance.

"Ah!"

And just then, an angry voice rang out.

The person Lu Yuan had struck into the mountain with a single blow appeared.

Hair disheveled, face grimy, utterly disheveled and covered in bloodstains.

He closed in rapidly, eyes blazing with fury as if about to spit flames.

Clearly, Yi was genuinely enraged.

Because since the new era had revealed its powers.

He had never suffered such a blow before—this was unbearable.

And his earlier loss and injury were due to carelessness, but that wouldn't happen again.

At the same time, the group of Awakened from Wuzhou Group also drew near, their expressions hostile.

"Yi, calm down. And all of you, stand back."

But the next moment.

Zhou Yunqiong spoke, her tone severe, carrying a command.

Sure enough, as soon as those words left her mouth, both Yi and the Wuzhou Group people all withdrew, ceasing their advance and standing still.

Many were shaken, finding it almost unbelievable—the third miss had been killed, and she could still hold back?

A single command, and they all backed down?

From this.

One could see the immense prestige of that eldest miss within Wuzhou Group.

Still, they were curious about how she would handle the aftermath, given that the victim was her own sister.

Seeing Yi and those around her restrained.

Zhou Yunqiong turned her gaze back to Lu Yuan, but soon, her focus shifted to the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

Yes, he was completely different from the person in her memory.

Especially what had just happened.

The speed was fast.

Had he encountered some kind of fortune?

Though she couldn't sense his exact strength, Zhou Yunqiong was certain.

Lu Yuan was no longer simple now—at least vastly different from the research subjects before.

So. Was it because of that black sword?

Indeed.

After the new era, countless divine objects had appeared. Wuzhou Group had them too, containing extraordinary power beyond imagination, but they were generally hard to control, or else one risked backlash.

That must be it.

Zhou Yunqiong pondered.

Lu Yuan wasn't in a hurry either, standing still, his clothes spotless.

"No."

Finally, Zhou Yunqiong spoke, her voice pleasant to the ear: "Just now, Third Sister was too reckless. She got what she deserved. It is I who should apologize to you."

As she spoke, she slightly bowed her head, as if even her sister's death didn't matter to her.

There was no thought of revenge whatsoever.

Instead, at this moment, she even took it upon herself to apologize on her sister's behalf.

This scene.

Left everyone stunned.

Such deep enmity could be set aside, followed by a choice to apologize.

The eldest daughter of the Zhou family was truly remarkable.

Whether to call it calm.

Or cold.

Beside her, Yi and the Wuzhou Group members also cast puzzled glances.

But importantly, they raised no objections to Zhou Yunqiong's decision.

Lu Yuan, however, found it unsurprising. He knew her character well—her bloodline power was the strongest in the Zhou family, and her talent directly surpassed even the so-called Five Great Supremes. In the previous life, relying on the Wuzhou Group's resources, she had achieved great heights.

Zhou Yunqiong's defining traits were her calmness and meticulous thinking, never swayed by emotion.

Coupled with her formidable bloodline.

Even the Zhou Family Patriarch would likely heed her words.

Perhaps.

She would even directly forget everything that had just happened and continue to curry favor with him.

"But still, as I said."

"If you're interested, you can come find me at the Wuzhou Group."

Sure enough, the next moment Zhou Yunqiong spoke again, a faint smile on her face.

As if her sister's death, her subordinates being killed, were nothing more than the loss of a cat or dog—not worth anger or concern.

Even the Awakened beside her were stunned.

As if they could hardly imagine it.

That was it?

The eldest daughter backed down, ignored her sister's murder, and now actively sought to win him over. What was going on?

Of course, they couldn't grasp what Zhou Yunqiong was thinking.

After all, they weren't on the same level.

"Really not interested."

Lu Yuan shook his head and said no more.

Since she didn't want to provoke him further, he was happy to take it easy.

Then he turned directly, lifting his gaze toward the distant Mount Li.

Because Lu Yuan could already feel the world around him beginning to change.

Rumble!

Sure enough.

The next moment, a great roar echoed through the sky.

The Awakened, still stunned by Lu Yuan's dominance, had their attention drawn away.

Now.

The gate before Mount Li had stabilized, fully revealed, as if it were real.

Streams of light poured into the gate, causing ancient patterns to appear on its surface.

Everyone knew the Imperial Tomb was about to open, perhaps in the next moment.

This aura was violent, affecting the surrounding world.

Even the sky turned completely dim.

The overwhelming pressure seemed to crush the breath out of people, especially the dragon-shaped essence above the mountain, which seemed about to come alive, its body beginning to materialize, leaving all in awe.

"I'll be waiting for your news."

Seeing this.

Zhou Yunqiong left Lu Yuan with those words, then turned around.

Her purpose here was the Mount Li Imperial Tomb, so she left directly, issuing orders to her subordinates to prepare.

Yi gave Lu Yuan a deep look but said nothing, then followed.

Yet with each step he took, his injuries began to heal.

At the same time, the aura within him continuously emanated.

Then, the next moment, a powerful surge of energy erupted from his entire body.

In an instant.

Yi was enveloped in light.

His black hair lengthened, turning silver, and his body began to change, growing taller.

Then, abruptly, a pair of white wings burst from his back. With a slight flap, he shot into the sky, soaring above everyone else. Arcs of electricity crackled and coiled around the wings.

Now, he was a stark contrast to his earlier form. Light surged around him, his silver hair cascading like a waterfall—utterly perfect.

"Wings—the Winged Sky God!"

"That man just now was the Winged Sky God?"

"No wonder we never saw him around. So he can change his form."

The surrounding Awakened were all stunned at the sight, their faces filled with disbelief.

Who could have imagined that the Winged Sky God could appear in an ordinary human state?

Now that he had revealed his true form...

This was surely his strongest state, right?

And so, quickly, some turned their gazes toward Lu Yuan.

Because just moments ago, the Winged Sky God had left behind a meaningful look.

None of those present were foolish. They knew this was genuine fury. Anyone could feel the dissatisfaction radiating from the man standing at the pinnacle of the Awakened pyramid. He had clearly set his sights on this person.

Something was about to happen.

They believed Lu Yuan was doomed.

That was the Winged Sky God, after all—one of the Five Great Supremes.

His strength was immense, and his pair of wind-and-thunder wings contained tremendous power.

Just now, he had only been in his ordinary state. Now, with his true form revealed, he truly resembled a heavenly god.

At this moment, everyone looked at Lu Yuan with sympathy in their eyes.

Why did you have to provoke the mighty Winged Sky God of all people?

For now, the eldest miss of the Zhou family was shielding him, but what about later?

They knew

that Lu Yuan might be quite strong himself.

But the Winged Sky God's reputation was too great, and behind him stood the Wuzhou Group.

Yet Lu Yuan remained standing where he was, his gaze calm.

He truly hadn't expected this.

After all, in the past, he had been too weak to have any chance of interacting with the so-called Winged Sky God, let alone meeting him.

But now, Lu Yuan was pondering a different question.

That was the Winged Sky God's true identity.

This man possessed a special bloodline—one not of this world, nor even purely human. It came from beyond the domain, belonging to some immensely powerful race, born strong from the start.

The global mutation didn't just affect this world; it affected the entire universe. It was a true upheaval unseen in millions of years.

When the time came, people from star systems beyond the domain would descend at a certain moment.

All the terrifying myths and legends would gradually have their veils lifted.

For now, only a corner had been turned.

That was the real crisis.

And that had always been the true reason Lu Yuan wanted to grow stronger.

So in his heart, there was always a sense of urgency, driving him to evolve and advance rapidly in a short time.

As for the so-called Chang Sheng Gene, the Wuzhou Group, and the like—he had never paid them much attention, nor regarded them as enemies. Because when that time came, everything they knew would change.

Shaking his head, Lu Yuan cast aside these distracting thoughts and stopped dwelling on them.

Now, he focused entirely on the Mount Li Imperial Tomb.

The resting place of the Ancestral Dragon.

It would be a place of fortune for his next transformation.

But

even now, pairs of eyes were still fixed on him.

"I didn't expect that Lu fellow to actually show up."

On the Chang Sheng Gene side, because of the earlier conflict, Wang Tao had also turned his gaze over.

When he saw Lu Yuan and compared him to the photo, he confirmed that this was the person he was looking for.

But he hadn't expected this man to dare clash with the Wuzhou Group, and even nearly come to blows with the Winged Sky God.

"It must be that sword."

Suddenly.

Wang Tao thought of the Great Luo Sword Embryo in Lu Yuan's hand.

It was after that sword appeared that the other party had displayed such terrifying strength, far beyond expectations.

He was certain, just as his mother had said, that this man had gained something from that extraterrestrial meteorite. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to face the Wuzhou Group head-on. He definitely had a trump card, and that trump card was the sword.

If he himself obtained it, wouldn't he be able to directly challenge that eldest brother?

For a moment, Wang Tao's heart raced with desire.

"Second Young Master."

But soon, that Long-robed Elder walked over: "You are no match for him. It's best not to have any ideas."

He too was a powerful Awakened, and had observed the recent battle, but he couldn't gauge Lu Yuan's true strength.

Of course, even so, he could still confirm that the man was very strong, especially with that sword.

It was absolutely some kind of mysterious divine object.

So he came to advise.

"I know."

Wang Tao smiled: "But no matter how strong he is, he's just one man. We have plenty of hot weapons. Of course, I'll prioritize the bigger picture."

His thinking was simple. The Mount Li Imperial Tomb was opening, and there would definitely be fortunes inside, but none of it would fall to him—most of it would go to that eldest brother.

Since that was the case, he might as well shift targets and go after Lu Yuan instead. That might be simpler.

But to reassure the elder, Wang Tao still said this.

Of course.

At this moment, it wasn't just Wang Tao.

Beidou Biology, Tianshen Technology, and other factions had all basically taken notice of Lu Yuan.

They all believed that sword was special, perhaps some kind of divine object, and had their own thoughts—whether to recruit him or do something else.

But these factions didn't act rashly, because the main objective right now was still the Mount Li Imperial Tomb. What was inside was more important.

"It's him?"

On the other side, at the location of Zhendan Academy.

Zhu Qingyu stared at Lu Yuan's back, shock in her eyes.

Originally, her focus had all been on the Mount Li Imperial Tomb, but the conflict just now was too intense. Even the Winged Sky God had appeared, forcing her to look over. And when she did, she was stunned. It was that person she had met in the mountains outside Qingyang City.

This man was actually this powerful?

Why hadn't she noticed before?

"What, you know him?" Dean Zheng looked down and asked, puzzled.

Lu Yuan's performance just now was indeed worth everyone's attention. Even he couldn't ignore it.

He had even considered.

Whether he could get Lu Yuan to join Zhendan Academy.

As for the killing, there had been too much of that since the new era. As long as it wasn't inside the five super-giant cities, it could be overlooked.

"I know him, but I don't know his name." Zhu Qingyu thought for a moment and said.

"It's because he was rude and didn't say anything."

Qin Lan spoke up beside her, but quickly shrank her neck, remembering the scene of Zhou Biqiong being killed.

She suddenly felt that it was a good thing Qingyu had stopped her back then, or she might have said a few more words.

Given his attitude now, wouldn't he have just struck directly?

Involuntarily, she shivered.

A bit terrifying.

"Is that so?"

Dean Zheng didn't ask much more, and turned his attention back to the Mount Li Imperial Tomb.

Now, almost everyone was doing the same, waiting for it to open.

Rumble!

As time went on.

That ancient gate began to tremble, rumbling loudly.

At the same time, waves of immense power surged forth, rushing into the sky, drawing the surrounding clouds together, blocking out the sunlight, and the scene grew even more astonishing.

BOOM!

A bolt of lightning struck down, immeasurably long, piercing heaven and earth. It was caused by Mount Li Imperial Tomb, draining the very world of its color.

Hum hum hum.

Soon, the air trembled.

Everyone felt as if pressed down by a force, struggling to breathe.

At the same time, the gate fully materialized, and the patterns upon it blazed with light.

There were auspicious beasts like the Qilin, Pixiu, Dragon and Phoenix, but also malevolent ones like Qiongqi, Taowu, and Taotie, as if they were about to come alive, break free from the gate, and wreak havoc upon the world.

The resting place of the Ancestral Dragon—truly extraordinary!

Some people pulled out phones and cameras, snapping photos and videos to post online, knowing this would be huge news and draw massive attention.

Thump thump thump.

Finally.

When all the light had completely faded.

The gate slowly rumbled, then opened, revealing a sliver of a gap.

An ancient, desolate aura seeped out from within, as if it contained a primordial vast realm.

Under this pressure, Awakened ones of lesser strength turned pale, their hearts pounding wildly.

Lu Yuan remained in the crowd.

Alone, of course.

The Awakened around him had instinctively made space, a mark of respect for a strong cultivator.

He gazed at Mount Li Imperial Tomb, his expression turning solemn.

If one were to name the most powerful sites in the country, holding supreme fortune and surpassing countless famous mountains and rivers, this would certainly be one. The others included Kunlun, Taihang, Qinling, Shennongjia, and such.

So it was only natural that the Imperial Tomb revealed such extraordinary phenomena when it opened.

There were too many legends, shrouded in endless mystery.

Especially in this new era.

Nothing that happened inside would be strange.

Rumble rumble rumble~

Another great roar.

The gap in the gate grew wider and wider, until finally, it was fully open.

Within the gate lay a set of White Jade Stairs, emitting a faint glow. But they did not lead downward—they led upward, with no end in sight, like a heavenly path ascending to the realm of immortals!

Could it be...

That the Ancestral Dragon's resting place was not underground, but in the sky?

That was everyone's first thought upon seeing the stairs.

But the thought lasted only a moment.

Because a special aura emerged before the crowd, as if telling everyone: enter, and you shall transform!

"Mount Li Imperial Tomb has opened! Everyone, follow me inside. The next evolution is right before us."

"The Ancestral Dragon sleeps here, with supreme fortune. Whoever claims it will reach the peak."

"Charge! I'll take the lead!"

At that moment.

Under the influence of that aura.

The Awakened, who had been keeping their cool, all grew somewhat frenzied.

Only those at the fifth tier of the Initial Realm or above remained standing still.

They sensed a hint of danger, sharp and strong, the moment the tomb gate opened.

Lu Yuan was the same, arms crossed, standing rooted to the spot.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Sure enough.

The ground shook, an earthquake struck.

A vast stretch of land beneath the giant gate collapsed directly, forming many pits, each a hundred meters wide and long.

"Wh-what's happening?" someone cried out, stopping in their tracks as some clarity returned.

"Those... those look like Terracotta Warriors. Yes, fired clay warriors."

"Right, I've seen them on TV. They're Qin Dynasty Terracotta Warriors."

Someone nearby spoke.

They saw the scene inside the pit, shock written across their faces.

No one had expected there to be Terracotta Warriors inside, densely packed, at least tens of thousands of them.

Some held spears, some bore swords, some drove chariots, some rode horses—each one lifelike, as real as living people, presented before the world in a way that left everyone stunned.

"What's there to fear? They're just Terracotta Warriors. We're entering the imperial tomb."

After a brief moment of shock, one bold Awakened spoke up.

He quickly calmed down.

He told those behind him not to be afraid, that they were going into the imperial tomb.

He himself took the lead, walking at the very front.

Seeing this, others, not wanting to lose the advantage, prepared to step in as well.

They couldn't compare to the major powers; the only thing they could do was rely on their boldness to seize some initiative.

"Anyone who dares trespass into His Majesty's tomb shall be killed without mercy!"

But just then.

The leading Terracotta Warrior general actually spoke directly.

Behind him, the tens of thousands of Terracotta Warriors all took a step forward, raised their weapons, and roared in unison: "Killed without mercy!"

That voice, as if crossing over two thousand years of time, rang out in everyone's hearts.

The tens of thousands of Terracotta Warriors formed a battle formation and actually marched out of the pit.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Step by step, step by step, they advanced toward the crowd.

They had no trace of human presence.

But now, they had come back to life, standing before the imperial tomb, their blades pointed directly at all the Awakened.

Countless people saw this, their scalps tingling, their expressions shaken to the extreme.

The Mount Li Imperial Tomb had Terracotta Warriors over two thousand years old.

And they had come to life.

Please understand, brothers.

The protagonist prepared for three months. After emerging from seclusion, he will only do two things: sweep through and crush.

There will be no saintly hesitation, no grievances to endure—whatever he encounters, he will strike with overwhelming force.

And right now, it's only the beginning. From here on, there is no "most satisfying"—only "more satisfying."

The author has an outline, a plan—read with confidence!

At the same time, brothers, if you're enjoying it, support with votes and leave plenty of five-star reviews. I kneel here in thanks!