Rebirth of the Wilderness

"Can cultivation be advanced in leaps and bounds like this?"

After Zhao Song distracted himself to check his own cultivation, he thought he had only been promoted to the realm of Hunyuan True Immortal. Unexpectedly, Zhao Song was surprised to find that the aura of his cultivation was actually slightly better than that of Zulong when he was promoted to Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Zhao Song knew clearly that although Zulong had been promoted with the help of external forces, he was also a genuine Hunyuan Golden Immortal without any water. Now he felt that his cultivation aura was stronger than that of Zulong at that time, and Zhao Song was also very surprised.

However, although this situation was beyond Zhao Song's expectations, he was only surprised at first. After thinking about it for a moment, Zhao Song felt that this was normal.

Although Zhao Song has always used the terms "loose immortal", "true immortal" and "golden immortal" to measure each level of his cultivation, this was just a habitual name formed by some immortal concepts from his previous life for convenience.

In fact, Zhao Song's cultivation level has been based on the levels of his natal world since he started practicing in it. It cannot be simply divided into the following categories: casual immortals, true immortals, golden immortals, etc. It is just that the previous names are continued for the purpose of comparing and measuring others.

This time his cultivation level went directly from Hunyuan Sanxian to Hunyuan Jinxian, and his natal world was promoted from the Middle Thousand Worlds to the Great Thousand Worlds, and the energy level had a huge leap, which pushed Zhao Song's cultivation level directly to the level comparable to Hunyuan Jinxian.

"If you choose the right path for cultivation, you will get surprises when your cultivation level improves!"

Thinking of this, with Zhao Song's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in his heart. He was full of confidence in his path of cultivation, and his determination to keep going became even stronger.

Not long after, the magic power flowing out of the natal world stopped, but Zhao Song was not disappointed. With his current level of magic power, he estimated that there was no one more powerful than him in this prehistoric world at this stage, and he was already satisfied.

As for the future Hunyuan Daluo realm, the gap is even greater, and Zhao Song dare not hope for it in a short period of time.

"I don't know how the creatures I created have developed after so much time has passed."

Zhao Song, in a good mood, did not come out immediately, but entered his natal world, wanting to see the situation inside his natal world.

Nearly ten thousand years have passed in the prehistoric world, which is equivalent to about one hundred thousand years in the natal world.

Of course, this is just a different calculation method. It does not mean that the flow of time in the natal world is faster than that in the primitive world. In fact, the length of time that has passed in the two places is the same.

However, it is different for the creatures in it. It is like the creatures in the prehistoric world have only experienced one day and night, but the creatures in the natal world have experienced ten days and nights.

Therefore, only when you transcend the world can you transcend the influence of time. Otherwise, without comparison, you will not realize how much time has passed.

As soon as he entered his natal world, Zhao Song discovered that this Great Thousand World and the Middle Thousand World were completely different. Not only was the area more than a hundred times larger than before, but all kinds of strange animals and plants also formed ecological circles, with birds singing, flowers blooming, beasts roaring, and insects chirping...

The moment he entered his natal world, such a colorful world suddenly appeared before Zhao Song's eyes.

"It seems that the decision to create a complete ecological chain is the right one. Otherwise, relying on natural evolution, I don't know how long it would take to develop into this state!"

Thinking about the fact that it took hundreds of millions of years for the Earth in the previous life to develop into a planet with life, Zhao Song couldn't help but admire his previous behavior of creating an ecological chain.

One hundred thousand years is nothing to Zhao Song, but to the creatures in his natal world, one hundred thousand years is a long time. The ordinary creatures created by Zhao Song have long since died out, and their descendants have evolved countless times and are completely different from when Zhao Song created them.

However, after a slight sense, Zhao Song discovered that not all of the first generation had died out. Many of the humans he created were still alive. This was normal. After all, they were created with the innate soil, the Three Lights Divine Water and Zhao Song's essence and blood. Even if they had not practiced, they had survived to the present.

Zhao Song's mind moved, and he appeared in front of an old man with white hair and wrinkled face.

This old man was the first person created by Zhao Song, but he did not know how to practice cultivation and was already in his twilight years.

After Zhao Song created them and they left their natal world, he quickly established his prestige with the help of some basic knowledge taught by Zhao Song. He then led his people to struggle for survival in this world for tens of thousands of years.

Later, he gradually became tired of such a life and grew old. Seeing that his tribesmen had grown and become stronger, he found a secluded place and lived a secluded life by himself. Except for a few people, everyone else thought he had died long ago. At that time, many of his descendants were very sad about this.

Immersed in his memories, the old man suddenly felt his eyes go dark. A young man appeared in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. He wondered, "I don't recognize him. Isn't he here to see me?"

"I haven't seen you for many years. You have aged a lot. Time really spares no one!"

Looking at the old man in front of him whose energy was almost exhausted, Zhao Song couldn't help but sigh.

"Who are you? Do we know each other?"

When the old man heard Zhao Song's words, he felt something was wrong. The people who knew him were basically old and frail, half of their bodies were already buried in the ground. How come there was such a young person coming today? From the tone of his voice, he seemed to have seen him before. Could he be a newcomer in the tribe? He couldn't help but ask.

"Well, after all these years, it's normal that you don't remember me."

It was not surprising that Zhao Song did not recognize him. He had hurriedly imparted some knowledge to the old man and left, and he never expected to see him again.

After hearing what Zhao Song said, the old man tried hard to recall where he had seen this person, but he had no impression of him at all.

After thinking for a while, the old man shook his head, still without any clue. He sighed and thought to himself, "I am too old and my brain is not very sharp. If it was when the Father God just created me, there would not be so much trouble!"

"Wait...you...you are the Father?"

Thinking of God the Father, the old man recalled the face that he had only seen once but was deeply buried in his heart. It was exactly the same as the young man in front of him. He immediately wanted to confirm it again in a surprised tone.

"Yes, you can call me that. After all, I created you all."

Zhao Song nodded to confirm the old man's guess.

Hearing Zhao Song's affirmation, the old man stood up excitedly and looked at Zhao Song blankly, "This...this", he stuttered and couldn't say anything for a while...

After a while, the old man calmed down a little, and he knelt down towards Zhao Song, calling out, "Father God, please save my people...Father God, please save my people..."