Before Great Yin?!
After seeing Yang Erhu and Yang Jinbao off and watching them enter Xingqing Prefecture, Hong Yuan stood before a small grave, still turning those words over in his mind.
What had there been before Great Yin?
Seemingly nothing.
He had never paid much attention to it before. Only now, stirred by something Yang Jinbao had said, did Hong Yuan suddenly realize it.
This world seemed to have had no dynasties before Great Yin.
Even in his memories of years of reading, the history before Great Yin was a blank. The few scant lines that existed merely described a savage, chaotic age of darkness, with no unified order between heaven and earth.
Only when Emperor Taizu of Yin rose in accordance with heaven's mandate, swept away all evil, and cleansed heaven and earth did the clear and the turbid become distinct in this world.
Great Yin was this world's first imperial dynasty.
And its only imperial dynasty.
Perhaps realizing the dream of "the emperor's seat changes hands; this year, it comes to my house" and completely overturning this old era would be far harder than he had imagined.
Hong Yuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
It was still far too early to think about such things. His main goal now was to test his mettle in the martial world.
Taking the Life-Taking Throat-Locking Spear in hand, Hong Yuan turned and strode away. A fierce river wind blew toward him, whipping his robes into flight with a snapping rustle.
Hong Yuan suddenly recalled a line from a certain film.
"Now I have no attachments left. Though I have no place to call my own, I stand tall alone, contending with all the heroes under heaven."
During the past few days escorting the Yang Family brothers, Hong Yuan