Deep within Mist Valley in the Crystal Wall Secret Realm.
Yang Zheng's vast world power swept across this secluded paradise in an instant, probing the beautiful valley, which measured a hundred thousand kilometers at its widest point.
Around ten million humans lived in this valley. What surprised Yang Zheng most was that, apart from infants, young children, and those around eleven or twelve years old...
Even the weakest adults among them had reached Star Level.
Most were at Universe Level or Domain Lord Level, with a few at World Lord Level. The strongest aura among them rested firmly at the Marquis Immortal level.
As far as the eye could see, the valley was filled with rugged stone buildings that nevertheless held a certain rhythm. Vast clusters of stone houses stood against the mountainsides, looking exceedingly primitive.
Yet whether it was the faint law patterns flowing across the surfaces of those enormous stone houses or the strange gleam flashing at the tips of the seemingly crude bone spears some tribespeople held...
These humans' understanding and application of laws were no worse than those of most people at the same level in the outside world.
Inside an enormous stone house, light spilled through gaps high above, illuminating the rough but thick stone walls.
The elder whom the tribespeople revered as their chief sat upright in a broad stone chair. He looked aged, his skin furrowed by time, but his eyes were deep and wise.
The energy fluctuations he gave off had indeed reached the Marquis Immortal level.
The two sat facing each other in a solemn atmosphere, while the old chief recounted their history in a slow, aged voice.
"More than seventy-three thousand years ago, I personally killed a powerful alien who intruded here. For the first time, I glimpsed the boundless