Pangu opened the sky and fell, the pure air rose and became the sky, and the turbid air sank and became the earth.
The prehistoric era was first formed, the avenue roared, and all spirits were born.
When I opened my eyes again, I felt severe pain all over my body. My body was only half a foot long, huddled under an unknown innate spiritual grass.
Broken memories surged through my mind——
This is not the human world, not the fairy world, but the most primitive, violent and dangerous ancient wilderness.
And I am just a little demon who has only just developed my spiritual intelligence, and I don't even deserve a name.
Looking up, the sky is broken and reorganized, the earth is cracked with thousands of ravines, and the innate spiritual energy is as violent as a knife. Any strand of it can twist my fragile body into flying ash.
In the distance, there was a roar that shook the wilderness.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
