Someone had extracted a segment of time from heaven and earth…

Since then, there had been no records of that era in ancient books. It was something that could not be put into words.

Even the great demons who had survived that era could not speak of it. It was something that could not be uttered.

Ancient ruins, tombs, every imaginable avenue had completely lost all records of that period.

An Qisheng felt a stirring in his heart, while Zeng San appeared grave.

"The fragments of information gathered over the past two hundred years are ultimately insufficient to piece together the true picture. What is lost may never be known. It seems that only a few thin names remain from that era…"

Zeng San sighed softly.

The inheritances of various sects also suffered varying degrees of discontinuity, seemingly buried along with that period.

This included Confucianism.

He had sought to restore the former glory of Confucianism for many years, not because he lacked the ability, but because he harbored concerns.

If there truly existed such a being who had severed that period of time with supreme power, and if the various sects were avoiding the world in seclusion while Confucianism took the lead, it might lead to another great disaster.

In his many years of searching, he had naturally not been without gains. He could deduce some clues about the events of that time.

"Golden Core Nine Revolutions still exists in the world, but Primordial Spirit Three Refinements is no more…" An Qisheng said thoughtfully, looking at Zeng San as he spoke of what he had seen in Qiao Moke's Primordial Spirit imprint.

"Although there are biases, the differences are not great. Perhaps there are still experts of Primordial Spirit Three Refinements in this world, but ultimately no one dares to show themselves."

Looking at An Qisheng, Zeng San spoke with hidden meaning.

Perhaps he was referring to someone else, or perhaps he was talking about himself.

Everything between heaven and earth, whether Daoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, or demons, was within the Dao. His cultivation had not yet escaped the confines of realms and could still be categorized.

On the other hand, the person before him possessed a pure aura that was neither human, demon, immortal, god, nor ghost. It seemed impossible to categorize him according to the realms of various Daos, yet Zeng San had a feeling of unfathomable depth.

This was the reason for his solemnity.

"Perhaps everything that has been sealed should not be explored."

Seeing that An Qisheng did not speak, Zeng San looked at him again.

Unlike others in the world who clamored to kill the demons, he did not seem to care about the distinction between humans and demons.

"Perhaps."

An Qisheng remained noncommittal, naturally not allowing anyone to sway his thoughts, and instead asked, "Old Zeng has been searching for many years. Should he know where to go to get to the bottom of things?"

Zeng San was silent for a moment. For the first time, he did not speak directly. Even with his own isolation, he still did not utter it, but instead pointed to the top of the carriage.

But what he was pointing to was naturally not the top of the carriage.

"As I thought, the same."

An Qisheng nodded.

If, as Zeng San said, there was someone who could peel away time from heaven and earth, there would not be many in these four seas, four continents, and six Heavens.

Apart from the six who seemed to be still confronting the Star Lord in the Outer Heavens, it seemed there was no other possibility.

Apart from those six, the one hiding the deepest secrets of this world could only be the Imperial Court of the Heavens above the Heavens.

In the Night Wandering God state, he had not learned the specifics of the battle back then, but he knew a lot.

Among them were some experiences regarding the 'Heavenly Path', 'Asura Path', 'Beast Path', and 'Hungry Ghost Path'.

Among the five paths other than the Human Path, the Imperial Court of the Heavens was the true overlord, a behemoth that had dominated the five paths of heaven and earth for countless years.

Powerful forces such as Mount Sumeru, the Abyss of Demons, and the Ghost Kingdom had to bow to it on the surface.

It was said that the names of the five paths originated from the Imperial Court of the Heavens, and the demon race was a race that flowed out from the 'Beast Path'.

The strength of the Imperial Court of the Heavens need not be said.

Such a powerful force could not be easily shaken even if there were disasters.

To enter and explore it would be no different than throwing oneself into a trap.

"So, some things cannot be traced to their roots."

Zeng San's expression calmed down, and there was a detached openness in his eyes that saw through the mortal world.

He had long since let go of the doubts of his youth.

He had a inexplicable sense of goodwill towards the person before him, and these words were also a sincere piece of advice. From the clues he knew, he saw a kind of terror that he did not want to touch.

"It's not necessarily that there's no chance…"

An Qisheng understood Zeng San's thoughts, but he could not give up, because even if he did not seek them out, the people behind the scenes would eventually come to his door.

At that time, he would suffer a great loss instead.

Whoosh~

At this moment, the carriage curtain was lifted.

Yang Ming poked his head out, but he had not heard any movement for a long time and was very worried.

Thwack~

Zeng San pointed a finger and knocked his disciple headfirst: "Do not listen to what is impolite, do not look at what is impolite!"

"Demon… demon race?!"

Yang Ming rolled a few times in the snow, but he was shocked and couldn't help but blurt out.

Clang clang clang clang~

A wave of shimmering sword light appeared, and the guards in front of and behind the carriage all drew their swords. A murderous aura filled the wilderness, making the already cold wilderness even colder.

"Nonsense!"

Zeng San frowned and scolded lightly: "I'm not dead yet, why do you need to draw your swords?"

His voice was not loud, but everyone in the caravan who heard his scolding changed their expressions and hurriedly sheathed their swords, repeatedly saying that they would not dare.

The Zeng family was not a wealthy clan and could not afford to raise bodyguards who were willing to die for them. These guards were all followers who admired him and orphans and refugees he had taken in since he was a child.

Naturally, they respected him as a god and dared not disobey him in the slightest.

"Mr. An, you must be laughing at us."

Zeng San looked apologetic, but there was a sigh in his words: "The barrier between humans and demons is already deep, and it is difficult to return to the past…"

He had seen records of humans and demons living together in harmony in the classics, but unfortunately…

"It has nothing to do with Old Zeng."

An Qisheng had seen a lot of this and didn't care at all, but he had to admire those people's methods.

Before the Phoenix Emperor attacked the heavens, the human race seemed to be harmonious, but after that battle, they became complete enemies.

Tens of thousands of years later, it was almost irreconcilable.

'Just a little bit of spiritual energy, but it can make humans and demons fight each other. Such methods are terrifying and frightening.'

An Qisheng's eyes were cold, and ripples rose in his heart.

Comparing the information he obtained from Yuanmou Man and some of the information he had collected these days, he had already guessed the root cause of all the changes.

A wisp of spiritual energy enters the body, and human flesh becomes the king of all flesh, and it is a great supplement to wild beasts and demons. The same is true for demons and beasts for humans.

Compared to the Human Path, the spiritual energy of the Earth Immortal Path is even more dangerous.

It is so easy to target the two major races, let alone targeting one person. You only need to change the spiritual energy.

Even a true immortal Bodhisattva who saves people and saves the world will be the enemy of the whole world!

That's why An Qisheng transformed into this body to truly sense the changes in the spiritual energy and principles of this world, its original Dao accumulation.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to know yourself and your enemy when you are being targeted and blocked!

Although Zeng San was insightful, he didn't know what An Qisheng was thinking. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he asked, "Does Mr. An have any other questions?"

An Qisheng came back to his senses and glanced at Zeng San:

"I want to ask Old Zeng for a copy of Master's manuscript…"