Chapter 992: Chapter 990: The War of Wu and Yao 1
Chapter 992 Chapter 990: The War of Wu and Yao 1 (1/3)
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
“Tell me everything you know about This Realm, in Mortal Peril, one by one, without omission!”
Lin Qi waved his hand to stop Aman from taking revenge on that group of demons.
The Demon Race’s refinement of the Wu-Slaying Sword had piqued his interest in the situation of This Realm, in Mortal Peril.
More precisely, it was the Wu Priest Aman spoke of that interested him.
Though he did not believe that the legendary Twelve Ancestral Wu could truly emerge within a Cosmos controlled by the Demon Race.
But what if?
After all, there is nothing new under the Sun.
A perfectly good Saha Macrocosm that had been invaded and controlled by the Buddhist order could be transformed into the Great Journey to the West Cosmos.
If a few Demon Jesters emerged among the Demon Race, wanting to reenact the story of the War of Wu and Yao within a single Macrocosm, it was not necessarily impossible.
If that were truly the case.
Then perhaps the Wu Priest Aman spoke of really was a replicated version of the legendary Shaman Race.
Only, there was no telling how similar it was to the legendary Shaman Race.
But no matter how one looked at it, it was ultimately worth investigating and studying.
After all, in the Ancient Era, when the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm reenacted the history of the Primordial World.
The God Race, Spirit Race, Demon Race, Daoist order, and Buddhist order all had orderly inheritances and had developed into the Five Supreme Forces that now dominated the Myriad Realms.
Only the Shaman Race — which by all rights should also have left a thick mark in the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm’s reenactment of the Primordial World — had vanished completely, just as written in the stories.
In the story of the Primordial World, the Shaman Race perished and went extinct after the Twelve Ancestral Wu fell one after another. That was understandable.
After all, it was ultimately just a story.
Even the destruction of a hegemonic-level race that split the heavens and earth only required a single line to gloss over.
But the Ancient Era of the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm was history that had truly happened.
No matter how muddle-headed those Twelve Ancestral Wu were, as the other protagonist of the War of Wu and Yao, the Shaman Race should not have been so easily and completely exterminated.
Not to mention that even in the story, among the Twelve Ancestral Wu, Houtu ultimately remained and transformed into Reincarnation.
So no matter how one thought about it, the Shaman Race should have been able to leave behind at least one line of inheritance.
Yet Lin Qi, who by now had traveled across All Heavens and was widely experienced, had never heard of any inheritance of the Shaman Race.
Had they been assimilated and absorbed by the other Five Supreme Forces, or did the Shaman Race have somewhere else to go?
Of course.
Lin Qi did not truly care about the Shaman Race’s inheritance. He was mainly curious about the whereabouts of that Lady Houtu who, in the story, ultimately transformed her body into Reincarnation.
After all, if this Lady Houtu was truly still alive.
Then perhaps she should now occupy one of the Supreme seats.
But among the God Race’s nine Ancestral Gods, the Demon Race’s Thirteen Demon Emperors, the Spirit Race’s five Ancestral Spirits, the Buddhist order’s eight Buddhas, and the Daoist order’s Twelve Dao Ancestors, there seemed to be no trace of this Lady Houtu.