Absolute protagonist

In the deep night, all the mountains and valleys fell asleep.

Rumbling sounds came from far and near on the ground, and a mountain-like creature could be vaguely seen walking through the forest. The ground shook wherever it passed, and all beasts crawled.

Deeper in the darkness, the ups and downs of beastly roars resounded endlessly. The mountains bathed in darkness are as terrifying as the bottomless abyss.

This is the ancient continent where gods and demons rule and thousands of races run rampant.

On the edge of the Northern Wilderness, on the outskirts of the Sea of ​​Mist shrouded in thick white mist, with the Sea of ​​Mist as the center, there are nearly a hundred small human tribes scattered around, spreading out in a whirlpool shape.

Since its birth, relying on the intimidation of other races by the Sea of ​​Mist and the protection of certain powerful races, the weak human race has been able to survive and began to continuously explore, reproduce and sow seeds.

Even so, any natural disaster or the inadvertent action of a certain god-demon-level being would put them in danger of destruction.

…

The night gradually faded away, and a line of fish belly white appeared in the sky.

In the faint twilight, a huge dark cloud passed over the sky, and its huge shadow shrouded all the mountains and valleys on the ground.

"唳——"

The "dark cloud" let out a long roar in the sky, and countless clouds and mist were blown away. Its wings vibrated and whipped up strong winds, and the mountains and rivers trembled in the storm.

Pieces of rocks cut apart by the wind blade rolled down from the mountain peaks, and a small human settlement in the valley below was suddenly covered by a rain of rocks falling from the sky. Numerous panicked shouts, cries for help, and angry roars rang out in the village.

"It's the golden-winged roc!" Amidst the desperate cry, someone looked up at the sky and immediately saw an incredibly huge bird. The opponent's golden wings were shining brightly, like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the entire sky from everyone's sight, and their length was unknown for thousands of miles.

And such a being just flaps its wings inadvertently, which is enough to cause a human village to fall into destruction.

Boom!

The top of the mountain was cut off by the strong wind, and huge boulders fell to the ground like raindrops. People fled in all directions. At this moment, the surrounding space seemed to be stagnated by invisible force, and the space rippled like water waves in circles. , the speed of the boulders falling down also slowed down.

"call out--"

A spear made from the bones of an unknown creature flew suddenly, carrying a powerful force that seemed to pierce through everything.

Boulders were flying and sparks were flying. Wherever the bone-white spear passed, invisible strong winds seemed to be swirling, and large and small boulders in mid-air seemed to be crushed by the endless strong winds, turning into powder under the spear.

With a "clang" sound, the spear passed through the rain of stones and was firmly nailed to the mountain wall behind.

The almost stagnant space all around resumed its flow, and the falling snow-white stone powder covered the ground. Coupled with the strong wind that still lingered in the air, it was like a blizzard sweeping across the earth. Everyone in the village was blown by the snow-white stone powder. How funny.

But at this time, their faces were only filled with joy and unparalleled gratitude for narrowly surviving.

They almost unanimously looked in the direction where the spear was thrown.

At the entrance of the valley, several figures slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The leader was a young man who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old. He was slender and tall. He was wearing black clothes made of unknown bird feathers. The occasional flash of light on the clothes reminded people of the starry night sky. The sleeves The hands that reached down were slender and strong.

His hair color and eyes were as dark as night, and there was a gentle and kind smile on his young and clear face.

"It seems it's not too late for me to come."

The young man spoke softly, and when he finished speaking, he withdrew his throwing hand.

He stepped into the valley with the first ray of morning light in the sky, his footsteps neither fast nor slow. The bright sunlight coated his handsome silhouette with a golden glow.

Behind him, several figures followed silently.

"Qushan Tribe, thank you for your help."

The tribesmen who had been injured by stones were rescued, and the dead were buried according to the rules... After this, everyone in the valley, led by the old leader of the tribe, came to the plain outside the valley.

They paid the highest human courtesy to the people in front of them.

Several people nearby immediately dodged away, highlighting the young man in the middle, as if they subconsciously did not want to take away any of the other's glory.

The young man was startled for a moment, then he accepted it calmly and smiled: "We are all of the same race, there is no need to be like this. In fact, we have a purpose here..."

…

Three days later.

A long procession passed through mountains and ridges and walked on desolate plains. On the outermost edge are young adults holding various weapons, and those protected by them are the elderly and children in the middle. It's like a migrating tribe.

Many of them still had wet blood on their bodies, and the bodies of many small beasts were dragged behind the team.

"Chief, are our Qushan tribe really going to migrate as a whole and merge into our ancestral land?" Among the team, a tall and rather imposing young man reluctantly came to the front and asked in a muffled voice.

"certainly."

The leader, who looked somewhat old, nodded heavily. His eyes swept across the team, and he saw many young people with the same confused and unwilling expressions on their faces.

...After all, the tribe that has been growing up since childhood is now about to be disbanded suddenly. Even though the destination was the legendary ancestral land of the human race, they still felt confused and sad.

What they couldn’t accept even more was that the leader took the initiative to request to disband the Qushan tribe and join other tribes.

The old chief waved his fist heavily, his expression somewhat excited: "Tribal integration is imperative! The young patriarch passed down such a precious method, how can we not give back a little?"

"Grandpa, didn't the young patriarch just say that this method is unconditionally passed on to the entire human race? In the future, we can protect the Qushan tribe by ourselves, and there is no need to go to the ancestral land!"

A chubby boy just opened his mouth and was slapped on the forehead by the old chief the next moment: "What do you know!"

"Just now the young patriarch said that this simple method of body refining was created by him observing the ancient myriad races..." The old chief's tone contained an indescribable reverence, "You young people may not know what this means, but I know it very well!"

...Take the nature of heaven and earth as a teacher, imitate the form of the creatures of all races, and create a method suitable for humans...To be able to do such an incredible thing, in the old chief's shallow cognition, I am afraid that he can be called a sage.

"...With such a method, our human race will surely grow stronger, and may become one of the top races on this land in the future."

The most important thing is that the young patriarch is still so young, but he can create such a method. What about the future? As long as they follow each other closely, why should these tribesmen worry about not being able to become stronger? Perhaps, the tragedies that once happened because of the weakness of the human race will never happen again.

The old chief who claimed to have a long-term vision did not say all his thoughts, but just smiled expectantly.

"It is worthy of the young patriarch who is born with great wisdom in the legend..."

With an indescribable complex mood, he sighed deeply.

For a moment, the old chief seemed to see the special festival sixteen years ago and the baby who suddenly came in the incredible eyes of countless human races.

The old chief's words shocked the hearts of the young people, and gradually woke up from the confusion and unwillingness of the tribe being disbanded.

——There are countless races on the ancient continent, many of which have special talents, but the human race is born weak and has no talents. Since they were born, the concept they have accepted is that the bloodline of the race and the innate magical powers determine everything, and no matter how hard the weak race tries, it is impossible to surpass the strong race.

Before the arrival of the young patriarch, they never thought that the innate abilities of these races could be imitated and learned by people. There has never been any similar method on this continent.

Although they can only simply imitate some of the weakest birds and beasts now, what about the future? If the innate abilities of the two most powerful races of gods and demons in the world can be learned by humans... Thinking of this, the original reluctance and confusion were all dispelled, and everyone couldn't help but get excited, with a fiery light in the depths of their eyes.

As a member of the human race, they are born weak and can only survive by relying on the protection of the fog sea and some relatively easy-to-talk powerful races. Living in the wilderness, they are constantly coveted by wild beasts; hiding in the valleys, they cannot avoid the disasters caused unconsciously by top creatures like the Golden Winged Dapeng... They want to change their lives all the time. And now, this is the opportunity!

For a moment, everyone looked forward with deep desire.

Behind the team, on a hidden sand dune. Several figures stood slowly.

Seeing the team leave, they turned around and headed towards the location of the next human tribe.

"Sure enough, another tribe has surrendered voluntarily..." A young man following the boy suddenly spoke, and he sighed softly, "I think the Qushan tribe will soon become one of us."

He wore a coat made of different animal skins, and his thick black hair was curled and tangled together. Although he looked ordinary, he had an exceptionally sharp aura, like a giant axe with cold light.

But when his eyes touched the back of the young man in front of him, his expression suddenly became humble and gentle.

The other people said: "This can only show that the leader of Qushan has a good vision. The young patriarch will never force anyone."

"Yes, in front of such an incredible method, no matter in public or private, anyone will understand what is the best choice, right?"

"To be able to create a method like "Wanxiang Jue" and imitate the ancient ten thousand clans to temper themselves, this is really... I can only say that he is worthy of being the young patriarch!"

These people praised the leading young man, but their expressions and tones were extremely sincere, as if every word was from the heart, without any adulteration.

The young man walking in front paused, feeling both amused and helpless. He blinked his eyes, revealing a faint and strange look in his eyes, and then shook his head helplessly.

... Alas, I really don't know what to say to these people! Do they think that they can't hear it if they lower their voices? ! If you really want to praise someone secretly behind his back, be careful to hide it! Otherwise, it will be embarrassing! Well, although he knows that he is indeed very good.

Thinking of this, the boy slightly raised the corners of his lips. A smile flashed across his young and handsome face.

A few brainless fans thought they had secretly praised the male god behind his back, and they were very satisfied after blowing their rainbow farts for today. Then they shifted their attention to other topics.

As they crossed the hills and continued forward, they could vaguely see the undulating forest in the distance, and could feel the countless vicious auras lurking in the dark. In the sky, huge black shadows roared past from time to time, and hurricanes were raging all around. It seemed that there were crises lurking everywhere, and there was no place of peace and stability.

Feeling the hurricane blowing in front of him, a young man complained slightly depressedly: "Speaking of which, the talents of other races on the ancient continent are so strong. The legendary gods and demons even have the ability to capture the stars and the moon. Our human race is born weak, and we have only been able to survive so far by being cautious. We will become the food of ferocious beasts anytime and anywhere... Whenever I think about it, I always feel a little unwilling. I really don’t know how partial this creator is!"

His words seemed to resonate with others, and everyone was silent for a while.

"Maybe." The young man walking in front chuckled. He did not look back, his tone was relaxed and natural, "But in fact, our human race is not without talents..."

As he spoke, under the curious and expectant gazes of several people, he turned slightly and pointed a finger at his head: "In a sense, wisdom is our greatest talent."

There was a smile on the young man's lips, and his chiseled profile became more gentle and charming under the sunlight. His dark eyelashes trembled slightly, vaguely revealing the unfathomable light in his eyes, which had a strange power that made people tremble.

"It is true that we do not have the innate abilities of other races, but we can observe them, imitate them, and surpass them - using our wisdom."

The unparalleled confidence in his casual tone easily infected several people, instantly cheering up their slightly depressed mood just now and even igniting their fighting spirit.

"Well, the Young Patriarch is right! Wisdom is the greatest talent of our human race!" At this time, several people almost had blazing flames coming out from behind them, and their voices were extremely high-spirited, ""The Secret of All Things" is the best. Prove it!"

Of course, when they said this, they didn't seem to have thought that even in talents such as wisdom, there is a gap between people. In other words, the gap in wisdom is the most difficult to bridge in the world.

"Ouch!"

Just when the blood of several people was boiling, and they wanted to kill an ancient ferocious beast immediately to prove themselves to the young patriarch, an earth-shaking roar suddenly sounded, and a strange fishy smell spread into everyone's breath, with a thick smell. The smell of blood.

Immediately afterwards, a bloody mouth opened in front of several people, blocking all their sight. A dark and deep whirlpool appeared in the bloody mouth, and there was a terrible sucking force in it, as if it would swallow several people in one second.

"Young Patriarch, be careful!" The young man's expression was indifferent. Before he could react, several people behind him shouted loudly. Then they looked at each other and said in unison, "Let me do it!"

Before they finished speaking, they had already rushed out, rising into the air, swinging out their powerful and heavy fists, and a series of explosions sounded in the air. For a moment, they felt like tigers roaring in the mountains.

Unfortunately, their fists were empty.

Because, just when they took action, another person's attack had already arrived first, leaving only a faint afterimage in their sight. Before the tool beast of unknown species had time to fully appear, it flew out at a faster speed than when it came, leaving only time to leave a short whine.

"Yes, it seems to be another ferocious beast that I have never seen before." The young man retracted his hand and walked towards the direction of the ferocious beast flying backwards, with a pleasant tone, "...it seems that my "Wanxiang Jue" can have more A talent is simulated.”

The few people whose attack failed were stunned for a while, and then they realized what had just happened. After looking at each other, they couldn't help but smile, feeling embarrassed.

……Ha ha ha ha! I almost forgot, why does the young patriarch need their protection? The one who really needs protection should be that ferocious beast.

Thinking like this, a miserable wailing sound soon came from not far away. Even those who already had full admiration points for the young patriarch couldn't help shaking their bodies, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.