Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

After arranging all the related matters in Wusheng World, Fang Yang returned to the prehistoric world. He wanted to fulfill his promise and resurrect those who had died.

He not only wanted to make up for the regrets of the past, but also to tell all living beings in the prehistoric world one thing: anyone who followed him would surely have a good ending. Even if their bodies and souls were destroyed, he would bring them back to life.

When Fang Yang returned to the Hengshan Cave Heaven, he saw Nüba pacing at the mountain gate. Beside her was a man who was as gentle as jade and looked very friendly.

"Sister Nüba, since the Demon Ancestor has spoken, he will definitely fulfill his words. We have waited for countless years, so what's the harm in waiting a little longer?"

Chisongzi was also a person whose body and soul had been destroyed once. After Nuba found him, she spent countless efforts and used countless elixirs to help Chisongzi recover his memories of his previous life.

His cultivation was also delayed because of this. Nüba was almost becoming a great master, but he was still lingering at the peak of Taiyi Jinxian.

However, cultivation is cultivation, and feelings are feelings. In the eyes of him as the eldest brother, Nüba will always be the girl who is being hunted.

Nüba smiled bitterly: "I understand this truth. But when I think of the scene in which Yinglong was ambushed by the Magic Lamp Society and was doomed to eternal damnation, I can't wait."

Chisongzi was in a complicated mood. His sister had endured too much alone. He couldn't believe how Nüba managed to survive after his death.

"Let bygones be bygones. The Demon Ancestor has destroyed the Magic Lamp Society. Brother Yinglong's revenge has been avenged."

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Nüba. We have a limitless future, and no disaster will befall us in the future."

Fang Yang and his voice appeared in front of Chisongzi and Nuba.

Seeing Fang Yang, Chi Songzi and Nuba hurriedly greeted him. Although Chi Songzi's cultivation was low, Fang Yang was willing to treat Chi Songzi as an equal for Nuba's sake.

Two men and one woman entered the depths of Hengshan Cave and immediately got down to business.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yang, I have brought Brother Yinglong's relics."

Nüba took out a box full of the power of time and handed it to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang saw at a glance that the time in this box had completely stopped. Nüba was afraid that Yinglong's relics would not be able to withstand the ravages of time, so she sealed the relics in time.

Fang Yang nodded slightly. He could understand Nüba's feelings, so he said directly: "As long as there is a relic, it will be fine. If there is no relic, I can only extract your memory and use your memory to revive Yinglong."

Nüba and Chisongzi were stunned. To revive a person through memory was simply unbelievable.

Fang Yang opened the treasure box, and a dark black dragon claw flew out of it. Above the dragon claw, there was a chilling cold air that froze everything, leaving no trace of life.

"Back then, there was a demon dragon causing trouble on the Yuan River. Brother Yinglong fought with it and was accidentally injured by the demon dragon's icy soul divine light. In order to save his life, he cut off one of the dragon's claws himself."

Nüba recalled the past, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, "This dragon claw was cut off by him at that time. I sealed it up, hoping that one day when Yinglong is not tolerated by the human race, I can take this dragon claw and fight for Brother Yinglong. At that time, there were already voices among the human race that those who are not of our race must have different hearts. Unexpectedly, they still could not tolerate Brother Yinglong in the end."

Fang Yang gently touched the dragon claw and felt the faint dragon energy contained in it. He nodded: "It is most appropriate to use this dragon claw to revive Daoist Fellow Yinglong."

He pointed his finger at the dragon claw, and it instantly shattered.

Nüba saw this but said nothing. Fang Yang must have his reasons for what he wanted to do.

The disintegrated dragon claws turned into a ball of blood mist, and then they quickly condensed into a pocket-sized man.

Fang Yang once again shot out a ray of divine light, and the tiny man expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into a nine-foot-tall, muscular, and powerful middle-aged man.

The sturdy man's face was flushed, and he looked as if he had come alive, lifelike.

When Nüba saw this person, her eyes flickered and she was excited. She did not disturb Fang Yang because this Yinglong was just a shell, without thoughts or soul.

"The next step is the key to resurrection. I will bring Hengshan Cave Heaven out of the real time and space to hide it from the eyes and ears of Heaven. Although I am not afraid of Heaven, if I fight with Heaven, Fellow Daoist Yinglong will definitely not be able to be resurrected."

Upon hearing this, Nüba and Chisongzi nodded excitedly. They only knew that they would never go wrong if they followed Fang Yang's instructions.

Fang Yang's divine consciousness has already enveloped the vast land. He doesn't even need to chant any spells. Between heaven and earth, the information and energy that once belonged to Yinglong automatically gathers together.

Even the long river of fate could not escape Fang Yang's search. Countless images were copied by Fang Yang, forming more information and merging into the sea of ​​information.

Nuba and Chisongzi nervously watched Fang Yang's every move, they knew that this was the most critical step in the resurrection process. If they could not collect enough information and energy, Yinglong's resurrection would not be completed.

Fang Yang's mind traveled through the prehistoric world, and he could feel every tiny fluctuation, every weak call. His mind resonated with this information and energy, guiding them to converge at Hengshan Cave Heaven.

As information and energy converged, a huge vortex formed in the Hengshan Cave Heaven. This vortex slowly rotated, absorbing all the information and energy. At the center of the vortex was the strong man transformed from the dragon claw.

Seeing this, Fang Yang quickly formed seals with his hands, directing the information and energy in the vortex into the strong man's body. His movements were precise and swift, without the slightest hesitation. He knew that this was the most delicate step in the resurrection process, and the slightest mistake could lead to the failure of the resurrection.

Nüba and Chisongzi held their breath, they could feel the earth-shaking changes taking place in the strong man's body. The information and energy merged and reorganized in his body, forming a new soul.

Finally, under Fang Yang's guidance, all the information and energy gathered into the strong man's body. His body began to emit a faint light, and a strong vitality was born from it.

"Fellow Daoist Yinglong, wake up."

Fang Yang's voice echoed in the Hengshan Cave Heaven, like the morning bell and evening drum, awakening the sleeping soul.

The sturdy man's body shook violently, he slowly opened his eyes, and two sharp gazes pierced the void like lightning.

He looked at Nüba and Chisongzi and smiled gently: "Nüba, Chisongzi, long time no see."

Nüba looked at Yinglong who had returned, but did not approach him. She smiled calmly, "Yes, long time no see!"

The two looked at each other, and the world disappeared. Nothing existed except each other.