1479 BC.

Across the river.

Three consecutive months of heavy rain caused the river to rise, flooding the surrounding area, killing and wailing.

However, at this time, on the surging river, there was a man standing out of thin air.

He had black hair and black eyes, and his figure was tall and straight, like a god who had suddenly descended.

Under the vast rain, one could see the man’s stunning appearance.

He stood quietly on the river.

The water of the river was getting more and more turbulent.

Like an enraged beast, it rushed into the distance, drowning even more creatures.

The man suddenly raised his head.

His clear voice pierced through the rain, “I, duqin, am willing to sacrifice myself to the heavens and pray to the heavens. I will save lives from water and fire and prevent them from suffering.”

Rumble —

On the clouds, there seemed to be thousands of soldiers and horses galloping.

Lightning as thick as an arm tore through the sky, as if wanting to tear the entire sky apart.

The world was shaking.

Fresh blood dyed the river red.

The Turbulent River gradually calmed down.

The sky was clear.

But on the river, the figure of that man could no longer be seen.

A heavy bell sounded from afar.

“Long live my king…”

On a mountain range further away, the person on the altar spat out a mouthful of blood.

He fell on the altar, looked in the direction of the river, and raised his trembling hand.

“My King…”

–

Year 1279 BC.

Two hundred years had passed, and no one remembered the catastrophe of that year.

The dynasty changed, and the people lived and worked in peace.

“Not good, not good, the river has turned red! !”

“The river has turned red! !”

Terrified voices spread in the villages near the river.

The villagers rushed to the river.

They had lived on the banks of the river for generations and made a living by crossing the river.

At this moment, the Clear River was scarlet red, as if someone had poured paint into the river and dyed it red.

The entire river was red.

Some villagers looked up and down the river. It was all red, and no one knew where it had spread to.

“What’s going on?”

“It’s so scary. Could it be a monster?”

“Is this blood?”

The strange phenomenon of crossing the river made people afraid to go near the river. However, the river was as calm as ever, and nothing happened for several days.

The villagers discussed animatedly. Finally, the villagers decided to cross the river to take a look.

They tied up the bamboo raft and chose a few villagers who were good at swimming. Then, they got on the bamboo raft together.

Some of them were more daring. They reached out and took a handful of water, but the water was clear in their hands.

Everyone looked at each other.

They carefully rowed on the river surface.

The river crossing was still the same as before. It seemed that the color had changed, but there was no change at all.

“Look!”

Suddenly, someone pointed to the front left.

There seemed to be a different color there.

Everyone swallowed their saliva.

“Are we going over?”

“Let’s… Go over.”

Since they were already here, wouldn’t it be a waste to go over.

They looked towards the shore. The villagers crowded on the shore and watched them.

“Then let’s go over. Be careful.”

Everyone held the sharpened wooden sticks in their hands and used them as weapons.

The bamboo raft moved forward. Ripples spread out on the surface of the water as it moved towards the shore.

As it got closer and closer, the different colors gradually magnified. As the things there were revealed, the people on the bamboo raft slightly widened their eyes.

People?

The man’s hands were crossed in front of his chest as he quietly sank into the water. His ink-colored hair was carried away by the flowing water and fluttered slightly.

The red light brought by the flowing water contrasted with the man’s clear and handsome appearance. He was like a god in the sky.

They had never seen such a good-looking man.

Even though the man was sleeping, they could feel the noble aura of the man.

There was a sword beside the man.

The sharp blade seemed to break out of the water.

The villagers hesitated at first, but in the end, they decided to fish him up.

–

Duchin slept for 200 years.

If he opened his eyes again, the world would be turned upside down.

And he was a dead man.

Back then, he led a military expedition and killed too many people, resulting in the heavy rain that did not stop for three months, causing the world to be plunged into misery.

Before him, it was not that there were no other sacrifices.

But it was impossible.

But he did not think that he would be able to wake up again.

In the appearance of a dead man.

Unfortunately, all of his power seemed to have disappeared. He was just an ordinary person.

After Duchin left the river, the river returned to normal.

Duchin woke up and left the fishing village. He didn’t know what his resurrection would bring, but his intuition told him that he couldn’t stay there.

It turned out that his intuition was right.

Not long after he left, a group of strangers came to the fishing village.

The villagers were scared and told them about the person they fished out of the river.

After that, Duchin was chased by the group.

They didn’t want to kill him. They wanted to catch him.

It was the thirteenth day after he woke up.

He was resting in a cave. In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his body.

Blue veins popped out on his arms. There was a cold force in his body that seemed to want to freeze him.

Then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he found himself locked in a cage, a cage half the height of a man, and he could only sit in it.

The blue veins on his arms disappeared, and what happened before he lost consciousness seemed to be an illusion,

the cage was placed in an empty hall.

There was a strange fragrance burning around it.

The fragrance..

Was very special.

Duchin tried to open the cage, but his body was weak and could not open it.

He did not know how long he had been in the empty hall.

He did not need to eat.

He did not need to sleep.

Until one day, a man came in.

The man called himself the National Master.

He said that it had taken a lot of effort to find him.

The National Master asked him if he would like to be his right-hand man.

Duchin felt that he should be angry, but he seemed to forget what anger was, and just calmly and coldly refused him.

The national advisor was not discouraged. He came to persuade him for a few days.

Duchin was thinking about how to leave.

The National Advisor tried to persuade him for a few days, but when he saw that he was unmoved, he was a little angry.

He called a few people in, and Duchin heard someone calling those people wizards.

He was carried into a secret room in the main hall along with the cage.

There was a pool in the secret room, and he was thrown into the pool.

The wizard surrounded the pool. There were things around the pool that made him very uncomfortable. He could not get close to the edge of the pool, nor could he leave.

“If you know what’s good for you, you’d better agree to my request. What’s wrong with following me? In the future, you’ll be above ten thousand people and below one!”

“There’s no need.”

He was above ten thousand people to begin with.

Why did he need to make himself successful?

“HMPH!”The national advisor sneered, “If you refuse a toast, you’ll have to do it the hard way.”

The National Advisor gave an order to the Wizards. The wizards circled around the pool, chanting strange incantations from time to time.

Two hundred years was enough to change many things.

Duchin was forced to stay in that strange pool.

At first, he did not feel anything, but gradually, he found that the veins on his body appeared again.

Then his skin and flesh began to rot.

The pond water seemed to be able to erode his soul..

No!

He was already dead.

How could he still have a soul?

But if it wasn’t a soul, why was he still alive?

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