Chen Shi turned his head to look at her, puzzled, "Then why are you cultivating immortality?"

Little Dun Fairy's eyes had a sharpness in them, "We were defeated, our remnants treated as criminals, expelled from the Divine Continent. We drifted in the Sea of Darkness, countless tribe members died or were injured before we ended up here, hoping that one day we could fight back and reclaim the Ancestral Land of the Divine Continent! They cultivated immortal techniques to defeat us; we can also cultivate immortal techniques and launch a counterattack!"

Chen Shi laughed, "The Great Zhou has been gone for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. Even if you fight back, you won't find your enemies."

Little Dun Fairy shook her head and said, "The Great Shang has also been gone for who knows how many tens of thousands of years."

She felt melancholy in her heart.

The True King led the people of Great Ming to this place, an event from over ten thousand years ago, but by that time, the Great Shang of the New Continent had been corrupted and fallen for hundreds of thousands of years.

In those hundreds of thousands of years, she sealed herself in a small world, falling into slumber, waking occasionally, as if entirely enveloped in darkness.

It had always been like this for hundreds of thousands of years.

Until one day, hundreds of thousands of years later, someone ascended the White Jade Path and opened a trace of sealing. Finally, sunlight from the outside world shone into the darkness, casting a beam of light and awakening her. By that time, it was already the True King Era.

She looked at the boy beside her. Chen Shi was diligently transcribing the Witch Sacrificial Dao Pattern on the skull, very focused.

Little Dun Fairy thought to herself, "The dream of counterattacking the Divine Continent has long been shattered. I just want to see my tribesmen again, nothing more."

And all of this was tied to the boy beside her.

Within the Witch Sacrificial Dao Pattern lies the wonderful Grand Dao governed by the Divine Officers, a highly condensed Daoist skill. If one is exceptionally talented, they can decipher the Witch Sacrificial Dao Pattern, converting it into talismans, and from it, understand extraordinary cultivation techniques.

Now Chen Shi, being knowledgeable, identified these Dao Patterns, deciphering them into various talismanic seal forms, noticing that some parts resembled the talismanic patterns in the Circulation Heaven Great Jiao, and suddenly he was intrigued, "The talismanic seals initially depicted designs of the Divine, probably the form of the Divine during the Shang era, only later gradually transforming into their current form."

Chen Shi completed the transcription, and during the time spent transcribing, he had already unraveled two or three tenths of its mysteries.

However, deciphering these Witch Sacrificial Dao Patterns would still require him some time to complete.

The Demon Extinguishing Shuttle proceeded ahead. On the riverbed, there were still some sunken ships, dilapidated, most of the hulls made of wood, with bronze sheathing engraved with various Great Dao textures commonly seen, including Chi Dragon Pattern, Kui Dragon Pattern, Cloud Pattern, Thunder Pattern, Wind Pattern, and Water Pattern.

Chen Shi transcribed these patterns, and as they delved deeper, they discovered more skeletons, apparently also skeletons of Divine Officers.

They found more sunken ships, most of them already damaged, masts broken, hulls breached, as if they had experienced a fierce battle.

At this moment, a massive shadow loomed overhead. The two looked up, only to see the Demon Extinguishing Shuttle had somehow come under a ship.

"That ship is floating on the river!"

Chen Shi maneuvered the Demon Extinguishing Shuttle to sail past the side of the ship, reaching the water surface, where they saw an intact wooden ship floating on the water.

The ship was over ten zhang long, with rows of oars extending from both sides, forming a shape like wings, and tail feathers at the stern to adjust up, down, left, and right, while at the bow was a bronze bird head.

The bronze texture on the bird's head was simple; a few modest protrusions and indentations made the owl's head depicted vividly lifelike.

"This type of ship is called an Owl Boat, used by the Water Army."

Little Dun Fairy flew to the bow of the ship, attempting to activate the Dao Patterns on the boat. The Dao Patterns gradually lit up, and she exclaimed with delight, "This ship is still usable!"

Chen Shi boarded the Owl Boat with her. Although the Demon Extinguishing Shuttle was fast, it also consumed a lot of energy and was not suitable for long-term use. The Owl Boat, being a regular magical treasure, was easier to operate.

The Owl Boat shuddered slightly, starting slowly, drifting along the river.

The world here was also dark, visibility was limited, and the air was filled with dense evil Qi, much higher than normal levels, giving Chen Shi a deep sense of oppression.

Chen Shi's mind stirred, flames sparked, a great Sun circled behind him, hanging in the air, and then a bright Moon flew out from behind him. The Sun and Moon revolved, illuminating the surroundings.

Further away was darkness, and that oppressive feeling kept his Daoist Field from extending further; the Sun and Moon's light only reached about a mile.

The light illuminated the riverbank, and floating on either side were Immortal Mountains. The mountains were not large, with pavilions and terraces built atop them.

However, many of the buildings, pavilions, and terraces had collapsed, leaving only ruins and broken walls, with occasionally one or two relatively intact buildings.

It seemed to have experienced harsh battles, so much so that the once magnificent buildings were reduced to rubble.

Little Dun Fairy's expression flickered as she gazed into the distance.

This place did not seem ordinary.

The Owl Boat sailed forward, and more Immortal Mountains and Immortal Palaces came into view. These mountain bodies floated in the air, mostly damaged, and the buildings atop were ravaged by war.

Some of the mountain bodies bore dark red bloodstains, the blood seemingly still flowing, not congealed.

The Owl Boat followed the river, illuminating the landscape along the way. Here, the Immortal Mountains floated quietly in the air, as if frozen in time, silent as death.

They saw massive fragments of magical treasures embedded in the mountains or wedged between two peaks.

When the Sun and Moon flew past them, the light illuminated the mysterious Great Dao textures on the fragments.

The materials of the magical treasures varied; some were bronze, others black iron, and from the years gone by, they were mottled with rust.

The history here was silent.

These fragments of magical treasures were referred to as prehistoric remnants by people today. Both in the underworld and the mortal world, there were many similar magical treasures. But Chen Shi had never seen such a dense concentration of prehistoric remnants before.

The great river flowed in the air, and the Owl Boat, with its bird head facing forward, sailed quietly past ancient ruins. Enormous giant skeletons appeared in sight, and even in death, they were much taller than the Owl Boat.

These giant skeletons posed battle stances, as if they had fought in brutal combat and perished from exhaustion.

The two stopped the boat, coming to these giant skeletons to examine them closely, discovering that the surface of the bones bore Witch Sacrificial Dao Patterns, indicating their identity—the Divine Officers of Great Shang.

"They were the Divine Officers of the Court."

Little Dun Fairy's face darkened, murmuring, "Why did they not seal themselves in small worlds when the catastrophe struck?"

Chen Shi transcribed the Witch Sacrificial Dao Patterns on these bones. The Witch Sacrificial Dao Patterns harbored the wisdom of the Great Shang Era, probably lost. Taking the opportunity, he transcribed them, intending to pass them on if the Shang could be restored.

Moreover, Chen Shi needed to transform these Dao Patterns into more talismanic seals to enrich his foundational knowledge.

They searched all the way, with more skeletons appearing in sight.

At this moment, under the illumination of the Sun and Moon, a massive bronze city wall emerged before their eyes.

The wall was densely engraved with Dao Patterns, intricate and interwoven, forming a Great Wall to fend off foreign enemies!

On this unimaginable wall was portrayed an image of a black Mysterious Bird, stretching across thousands of zhang, spectacular and breathtaking!

Beneath the wall sat a skeleton, grasping a broken sword in its hand.

Little Dun Fairy dazedly looked at the broken sword, suddenly hugging the skeleton, tears streaming down.

"He was my younger brother, Ziyu. He should have sealed himself too, why did he die here?"

She was overwhelmed with sorrow, whispering, "When the catastrophe came, father ordered all immortals to shatter their small worlds, break their Harmonization states, and self-seal immediately, to prevent harm to the world..."

Chen Shi examined the skeleton, inquiring, "How old was your brother at that time? What was his cultivation level?"

Little Dun Fairy was lost in thought, "He was fifteen, following the Immortal Dao, and had already refined his Primordial Spirit."

Chen Shi said, "This is the skeleton of an old man."

He stood up, surveying the surroundings, voicing his speculation, "After you all sealed yourselves, the masters disappeared overnight, leaving only your brother and those like him. The Great Shang Court was on the brink of extinction. Perhaps your brother led the remaining people, struggling to survive in that apocalypse. He built defenses here, fought to his last breath, and died of exhaustion."

He looked at the skeletons beyond the bronze wall and said, "He was the last King Shang, leading the last elite of Great Shang, perishing behind this wall."

Little Dun Fairy murmured, "Why here? What were they fighting against?"

Chen Shi shook his head, "I don't know. But I do know why they chose to battle here. Because below was the Heavenly Pond Country, the last people of Great Shang. They had to protect the last hope."

He felt a deep sadness within.

"Ziyu, the King Shang, thought he had protected the people of Great Shang, but never expected them to become the Ghost Clan. Yet, despite everything, they survived, leaving behind a glimmer of hope."

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