Chapter 1 The Mountain of Chongwu in the Shanhai Realm

This was the location of the mountain gods of the entire third mountain range of the *Classic of Western Mountains*. The master of Chongwu Mountain held an extremely high position in the history of the entire Shanhai Realm. Emperor Shun and Emperor Yao had both cultivated around this Chongwu Mountain, whether by the great swamps or the hunting hills, befriending it.

Gu, the son of Zhurong, who originally governed Zhongshan, was also a mountain god under the command of the Third Mountain Lord.

When the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan was young, Mi Mountain, where he entertained the gods, was also among these mountains.

His virtue was highly respected, and he was once entrusted by the Nuwa and Fuxi to look after Mount Buzhou, which served as a pillar of heaven and earth.

Towards the end of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors era, his last contact with a human emperor was when King Yu entrusted him to watch over the tomb of a friend. This showed the old mountain master's style. Even King Yu, whose relationship with the gods was faintly strained, was still willing to trust him.

But at this moment,

The mountain master's residence, which should have been solemn and peaceful, was a scene of utter devastation.

Bloodstains were everywhere, rocks had collapsed, flowers and plants were crushed. Most of the mountain gods who had come to gather had already been killed. These gods, born from the spirit of heaven and earth, had lost their human form, leaving only a wisp of their true spirit to return to the mountains, perhaps to reappear in the world after thousands of years.

The Chongwu Mountain Master's face was extremely unsightly, bound by a dark golden chain.

He glared ahead, unwilling.

Seated there was a tall and imposing man with a headband. It was he who had charged in so arrogantly during the gathering of the mountain gods of the West Third *Classic of Mountains*, and then, relying on his terrifying brute force, had defeated and subdued the Chongwu Mountain Master. However, for some reason, he had not dealt a fatal blow.

After that, the Qiongqi clan, guarding one side of the Shanhai, appeared.

Mountain gods and water gods were the most basic deities among the gods, mostly in charge of the earth's veins and water systems of a region, possessing some power. However, when they left their mountains, their powers would inevitably decrease. Even so, they were not something ordinary Qiongqi fierce beasts could contend with. Yet, this true Qiongqi had broken the formation with a single slash, damaging their essence, qi, and spirit.

Then came the massacre.

This was the son of Shaohao, the White Emperor, one of the Five Emperors of the Primordial Era.

He should have been a guardian of the human realm, but after the deaths of Shaohao and Zhuanxu, he became increasingly arrogant.

And the banishment of the Four Fiends

Was precisely Emperor Shun's contribution to being ranked among the Five Emperors.

The reason he was recognized by heaven and earth was that the Four Fiends were no ordinary beings.

Among all the gods, below figures like the Queen Mother of the West and Zhurong, the Four Fiends were only below the water and fire gods.

Qiongqi appeared in the form of Shaohao's youngest son, one of the Five Emperors, tall and imposing. Beside him was the weapon forged by the White Emperor Shaohao, containing a sharpness and chill capable of cleaving souls. Before he ultimately transformed from a human into a god, he was one of the strongest warriors of the human race. Another of the Four Fiends was a descendant of the Jinyun clan.

The Jinyun clan itself was a great general during the time of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.

It was only after the Jinyun clan was banished that warfare gradually came to be controlled by the Zhurong clan.

And that generation's Jinyun was named Taotie.

As for the remaining two of the Four Fiends,

One was a son of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, who transformed into Hundun (Chaos).

The last one was a son of Emperor Zhuanxu, one of the Five Emperors, who had once established the great feat of severing the connection between heaven and earth, transforming into Taowu. Those ancestors who had once cut through thorns and struggled forward in the mountains and seas for the sake of the human race would never have imagined that their descendants would become the most rampant fierce gods in the human realm, turning their weapons against the human race.

They were inherently born as sacred beings for various reasons, and they also held the fortune and power inherited from the Five Emperors. Furthermore, there was Taotie, the descendant of Jinyun, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan's first general. In that era, even the gods had to yield to these fierce gods who possessed the fortune of the Five Emperors.

It was only in Emperor Shun's era that things were finally set right, and these fierce gods with great fortune were banished from the human realm, retreating eight thousand *li* from the border, pacifying the Central Plains and allowing the human race to develop normally. But no one knew what kind of exchanges the Four Fiends, Xiangliu, and Gonggong had had.

Only twenty years after the era of the Four Fiends, Gonggong stirred up the waters of the world, and thus the legend of King Yu was born. As time passed, the heroes who had fought in the human realm departed, and the gods realized that the Four Fiends, who had betrayed the human race, had somehow gained lifespans as long as those of true gods.

"Chongwu, don't move."

Qiongqi's voice was calm and confident. "You are the oldest mountain god in the West Mountain Realm. When I was young, I also cultivated here. I don't want to kill you."

"...You."

The Chongwu Mountain Master was filled with grief and indignation.

"Qiongqi... what exactly do you want to do?!"

Qiongqi laughed, mocking. "Do? Of course, it's revenge."

"Back then, Shun used despicable means to send us to the borders, and only with the power of all the people of the world could he defeat us. It's a pity that as Yu gained greater fame, Shun gradually lost the power of the Five Emperors. Only then were we able to kill him outside."

"He was foolish enough to choose to fight in person just because a city was attacked. What use was a mere Shun who had lost the power of the emperor against the four of us joining forces? We also have the fortune of the Five Emperors, ha... It's just that we didn't expect that Yu, although he didn't become one of the Five Emperors, forged the Nine Cauldrons and fixed the power of the Five Emperors."

"That's why we couldn't find a chance to kill him."

"And now that his ministers have returned, how can we let them go?"

The corners of Qiongqi's mouth curled up slightly, but it was obvious that he had deeper motives hidden in his heart. At least, he had followed the traces to find Wei Yuan, who had once been here, and thus inferred the location and aura of Wei Yuan in the human realm. Ji Wang, the mountain god who had guarded Wei Yuan's past life, had already been scattered.

Therefore, Wei Yuan's aura had also been extracted.

The Chongwu Mountain Master's expression fluctuated violently.

"Emperor Shun was killed by you...?!"

Rage surged within him, and he wanted to attack at all costs. The entire Chongwu Mountain trembled violently, as if it would directly rise up, connect to the earth's veins, and directly suppress this brutal fierce god. Qiongqi's expression remained unchanged, and the knife in his hand moved down slightly. With a loud noise, Chongwu Mountain sank heavily again.

The Chongwu Mountain Master's complexion instantly withered.

Unlike Wuzhiqi, the unparalleled Water Lord.

That Huaiwo Water Lord had relied on his fists and unmatched cudgel to 'subdue' all the gods of the Huai River, which connected to Yunmeng in the north and the East Sea in the south, and proudly sat on the position of Water Lord. When he was in a bad mood, he would draw the entire Huai River system as a cudgel, and no one dared to say a word of disapproval.

The rapidly flowing Huai River inside, when used as a cudgel, even the Kuafu clan couldn't withstand it.

But because of this, he secretly had the title of Huai River Calamity Lord. Wuzhiqi didn't care, just sneered at those gods for not having the guts to say such things in front of him. His boldness was worthy of the title of Lord.

The Chongwu Mountain Master was a legitimate mountain master. He was in this position because he was the most convincing.

As a mountain master, he was naturally a kind elder. He also had much more combat ability than ordinary mountain gods, but he was now facing the youngest son of Shaohao, the strongest warrior of the human race, and one of the reasons why Emperor Shun was ranked among the Five Emperors.

The difference in strength between the two sides was enormous, at least two levels.

With this strike, a terrifying knife mark appeared on the entire Chongwu Mountain, extending from the top of the mountain to the earth's veins.

...

At this moment, not far from Chongwu Mountain,

An army that definitely did not belong to this era was silently lined up. Wei Yuan held the reins. With his strength, he could control these warhorses with just one hand. In his other hand, he held not a sword, but a bronze *ge* (halberd) that could also be used in battle on horseback.

The First Emperor stood behind him, looking at the vast mountains and seas between heaven and earth.

Even though his body was no longer as real as it had been at the beginning, his expression was still calm and composed. They burned the souls of Qiongqi descendants as a guide to point the way forward. The bronze warhorses, and these Qin army terracotta warriors, seemed to have gained power beyond the past, advancing with a speed like riding the clouds and mist.

The fierce beasts were already frightened and retreated.

When they saw the person driving the chariot, they became even more terrified.

Even those who were inherently ferocious turned their heads and ran, hating that they could not ride the wind and thunder.

"Yuan, you seem to have had something you wanted to say to me all this time."

On the road, the First Emperor said, "It's rare to have the opportunity, speak."

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, and while driving the chariot along the way, he told the story of Gonggong, and finally said, "Now, to stop Gonggong, we must use the remaining materials from when Yu forged the Nine Cauldrons, which is the Mo family's sword."

The First Emperor said regretfully, "That sword?"

"Unfortunately, I cannot give you that sword."

Wei Yuan was stunned.

The First Emperor said,

"After I unified the Divine Continent, the Mo family of that generation believed that the world was unified, and there was no need to worry about unjust wars. They believed that the Mo family's centuries-old wish had been fulfilled. Therefore, they melted that sword and used it as one of the materials to forge the Twelve Golden Men of Qin. The fortune within them has long been worn away."

Originally, he thought that the final link to strengthen Gonggong's seal was right in front of him.

The First Emperor's words undoubtedly struck Wei Yuan hard.

He opened his mouth, but could only sigh helplessly. Thinking of the Mo family giant who died in the imperial tomb, with only Mo family mechanism books as burial objects, the feeling in his heart, apart from the initial complexity, was surprisingly more helpless.

The era pursued for hundreds of years, an era without the strife of various countries, was right in front of him.

That Mo family giant was naturally ecstatic.

He wanted to use this to tell the past ancestors that the era that the Mo family had been looking forward to was coming.

This sword naturally did not need to be cared about.

When the various countries are at war, we rise up with swords. Today, the world is one country, and there is no such worry. We should burn the sword to forge a tool to suppress the world, to tell our ancestors and prove that our Mo family has a beginning and an end.

That person was almost a martyr-like character. It was not surprising that he would do such a thing. Wei Yuan sighed. No wonder the forging of the Twelve Golden Men required the weapons of the world. No wonder the figures of Mo family knights were not seen in the struggles at the end of the Qin Dynasty.

It was just that the fortune of that sword was divided into twelve, and after being recast, it had long since vanished. To put it simply, the original materials were directly turned into a part of the Twelve Golden Men, mixed with the rest of the materials, and could not be used.

At this time, Wei Yuan saw that Chongwu Mountain.

He saw the tyrannical knife mark erupting from the top of the mountain, directly spreading to his feet. At this time, the Chongwu Mountain Master noticed Wei Yuan's appearance. He still remembered the agreement with Yu. The old man did not care about himself. Before he saw the fierce killing intent erupting in Qiongqi's eyes, he suddenly shouted:

"Yuan, go, leave immediately!"

"Qiongqi wants to kill you!"

Before he could finish his words, he was directly defeated by Qiongqi and fell to the ground, briefly losing his form and returning to the mountain rocks, unable to speak.

The First Emperor looked at this Chongwu Mountain and saw the many Qiongqi descendants leaping down the mountain. He laughed:

"This person has a grudge against you, Yuan. Go invite him to battle."

Wei Yuan was stunned.

Ying Zheng said: "Do as you please, just suppress his aura."

Wei Yuan exhaled. He put down the reins of the chariot, drew his sword, stepped on the front edge of the chariot, and looked towards Chongwu Mountain.

The remaining mountain god spirits all over the mountains and fields, as well as the highly respected Chongwu Mountain Master, saw the young man, who was once just an ordinary mortal, suddenly pointing his sword forward and loudly shouting:

"Qiongqi!"

"Do you still remember the writing of that year?"

"Do you still have the quirks of that year?"

His pupils radiated divine nature, and his voice resonated with the heavens and earth, spreading for hundreds of *li*.

The second sentence was still heroic and concealed, but the implied meaning of the third sentence was no longer concealed.

Qiongqi suddenly got up and drew the White Emperor Shaohao's war blade.

In the next moment, accompanied by the roar of wind, wind, and great wind, more than one hundred thousand arrows faintly emitting flowing light shrouded the entire Chongwu Mountain like a torrential rain. The momentum of that instant made the great sun seem to dim. On the chariot, the First Emperor, who had been sleeping for more than two thousand years but was also stepping into the mountains and seas for the first time, held the imperial jade seal in one hand and pointed forward.

"Great Qin."

He said, "Advance."

ps: Today's first update... 3800 words, thanks to the alliance master 麠康, thank you~ *Records of the Grand Historian. Book of the Five Emperors* The unworthy son of the Emperor Hong clan "Hundun (Chaos)", the unworthy son of Shaohao's clan "Qiongqi", the unworthy son of Zhuanxu's clan "Taowu", the unworthy son of Jinyun's clan "Taotie".

It's so hard to write...