After the fall of the ancient demon court, humanity rose to power. Countless lives were lost in the Investiture of the Gods campaign. Seeing that things were going badly, Kunpeng made a quick escape and holed up in his old home in Beiming, never venturing beyond its gates.
He slept for several thousand years. When he finally awoke from his long dream, he felt restless and decided to explore the mortal world. What he saw left him stunned!
The western dragon clan had willingly become humanity's slaves?
What happened to "Beastfolk would rather die than be slaves"?
The Qingqiu fox clan was performing onstage with succubi?
Humanity's artifact-crafting techniques were terrifyingly advanced!
Everyone carried a wondrous treasure in their hands, thin as a cicada's wing, neither metal nor jade, which could transmit voices, record sound, and take pictures across a thousand miles.
The roads were full of speeding iron boxes, and there were also long steel dragons that could carry a thousand people, flying just above the ground.
Strange birds occasionally streaked across the sky, cutting through the clouds.
Kun Yi: "Humanity's artifact-crafting techniques really are incredible. What kind of treasure is this? It can fly from the ground into the sky? Let me take a look."
The helicopter broke apart on the spot, the aircraft wrecked and the people...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
