Da Yi, a great shaman of the ancient Wu Tribe, became renowned throughout the Primordial Wilderness for shooting down the nine suns.
After Gonggong, the Water God among the ancestral shamans, and Zhurong, the Fire God, fought and knocked down Mount Buzhou, Da Yi and Xing Tian—the two strongest great shamans—became candidates for the Wu Tribe's Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Array. Both died in the ancient war.
Who would have thought that his spirit essence had fallen into the hands of the Demon Race?
Mentioning Da Yi, one had to mention a female immortal—Da Yi's wife, Heng'e.
In ancient times, Heng'e had been the Human Emperor's daughter, and the union between Da Yi and Heng'e had carried a hint of political marriage;
But after antiquity ended, Da Yi had already perished in the great war. Heng'e went to Guanghan, leaving behind only the tale of "Chang'e must regret stealing the Spiritual Medicine."
"There was clearly another story behind this."
Li Changshou stroked his chin and pondered carefully. Zhao Gongming seemed as though he wanted to say something, but then he chuckled.
"It wasn't that complicated. Tribulations arose and ended; they were born and fell," Zhao Gongming said. "Rather than thinking about that, little brother, you should think about how to put this thing back together."
Li Changshou's brow twitched slightly, but he did not press the matter. Together with Zhao Gongming, he turned to look to the side.
Bai Ze was drenched in sweat as he carefully set each wooden wedge in place, then fused them together with immortal power. More than half the overall work had already been completed.
Li Changshou had already grasped the entire "operating principle" of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife. Put simply:
As long as one gained the great shaman's spirit essence's approval, one