Shennong Shi

He was a gaunt figure, like an old farmer. His hands and feet were shriveled, his face was covered in wrinkles, and his skin was extremely dark. He held an iron hoe as his figure slowly materialized out of thin air.

Although he looked unremarkable, not a single cultivator dared to underestimate him. Anyone with even a little sense knew that someone who could make three Ancestor God-level experts change color was undoubtedly one of the most powerful figures in the world.

"Shennong Shi, you're still alive!" The Golden-haired Giant, an Otherworld Ancestor God, looked shocked as he stared at the old farmer—the Ancestor God Shennong.

"As long as even one of your world's people still covets the Nine Provinces, how could we, the ancestors of the Nine Provinces, fall?" Shennong slowly raised his hoe as he gazed at the Ancestor God.

"How is this possible? After an Ancestor God from our world died back then, his corpse rotted into Ancestor Corpse Poison capable of Destroying Heaven and Earth. It swept into the Longevity World, seeking to destroy this illusory world. It was you... You used your body as a furnace and refined all the Ancestor Corpse Poison, saving this illusory world. In the end, you became its mountains and rivers and perished. How are you alive now?" The other Otherworld Ancestor God, the three-eyed, eight-armed powerhouse, was deeply shocked, his expression shifting between dark and bright.

Shennong did not answer. Instead, he turned to Hongjun and said with a complicated look, "I never thought you would collude with the Otherworld. I'm truly..."

Before he could finish, Hongjun gave a cold snort. "That doesn't matter! What matters is that you've appeared today because you saw us losing, and you want to join forces with this Black Mountain Old Demon to