Rebuilding Terra

After the great battle between Xuanyuan and Chiyou, the ancestral land was split into two as if by the axe of fate. The pattern of the east and the west gradually took shape, like a magnificent picture slowly unfolding.

On the eastern land, the descendants of Xuanyuan and Chiyou, the representatives of the Four Sword Saints, established their own countries. The descendants of Xuanyuan were like bright stars, shining with wisdom and courage. They inherited the noble qualities of Xuanyuan and paid attention to etiquette and morality. They were elegant and kind like the spring breeze.

They are united as one, as if they are an indestructible whole, working together for the prosperity of the country. They vigorously develop agriculture, allowing the fertile land to bloom with the joy of harvest; they carefully build cities, and the towering city walls are like guardian dragons, giving people safety and peace of mind; they make sophisticated weapons, each of which seems to contain endless power. Their country is prosperous, the people live and work in peace, and there is an atmosphere of happiness and satisfaction everywhere.

The descendants of Chiyou inherited his bravery and fighting spirit. They were like burning fire, full of blood and passion. They admired strength, regarded fighting as a part of life, and constantly honed their fighting skills, just like sharpening a sword. They were always ready to meet challenges, and their determined eyes revealed fearless courage. Their country was full of blood and passion, and warriors emerged in large numbers. Every one of them was a hero on the battlefield, exuding an awe-inspiring atmosphere.

In this vast eastern land, people believe in the three religions of Chan, Ren and Jie. The teachings of the three religions are like bright stars, illuminating the way forward for people. Chan advocates following the will of heaven and protecting the world in the name of justice. Their figures are like sacred guards, always alert to the invasion of evil. Their actions are full of courage and perseverance, and they are willing to pay any price to protect world peace.

The Humanist School emphasizes governing by doing nothing, allowing people to adapt to the development of nature. They are like the guardians of nature, advocating that people live in harmony with nature and respect the laws of nature. The Jie School believes in teaching without distinction, and accepts talents from all over the world. Their minds are like a vast ocean, accepting people with lofty ideals from all directions. Although there are differences in concepts among the three religions, they often cooperate with each other under the mission of jointly protecting the Eastern land, like closely connected gears, jointly promoting the development of the East.

In the far west, Xilan and Luxi established a principality. Xilan is a strong man with superb swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is agile and sharp, as fast as lightning. Every time he swings his sword, it seems to cut through the void, bringing endless shock. His figure is like an elegant dancer, dancing on the battlefield, intoxicating people. Luxi is a warrior with mysterious power. Her power is strong and violent, which makes people afraid. Every time she attacks, it is as fierce as a volcanic eruption, which makes people tremble with fear. They lead the people of the West to work hard to develop their country and fight for the happiness of the people.

However, Zhunti and Jieyin moved the principalities headed by Xilan and Luxi to the west of the prehistoric world. They attempted to share the fate of the human race and vigorously promote Western religion. The teachings of Western religion are like a mysterious force that attracts the people of the West. They preach compassion and salvation, allowing people to put down their struggles and pursue inner peace. The gentle voice is like the sound of nature, echoing in people's hearts, giving them hope and comfort.

In the ever-changing world, Luo Hou returned from the demon world to the wild world. His figure was like a mysterious lightning, instantly causing the whole world to shake. Luo Hou exuded a strong and wild aura, and his eyes were full of confidence and domineering. That powerful aura seemed to overwhelm everything, making people feel that he was inviolable.

Hongjun learned that Luohou had returned and showed up to meet him. The two supreme beings stood opposite each other, and the air was filled with tension. Hongjun's deep eyes flashed with a majestic light. He looked at Luohou and slowly said, "Luohou, you dare to step into the prehistoric world again. Have you forgotten your previous failure?" The voice was as shocking as thunder, which made people tremble in their hearts.

Luo Hou smiled slightly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in that smile: "Hongjun, do you think I am still the same person I used to be? Now I have gained even more powerful strength in the demon world. Your rule may not last forever." His voice was full of confidence and challenge, as if he was declaring his own strength to Hongjun.

Hongjun snorted coldly: "Luo Hou, don't be so arrogant. The order of the prehistoric world is controlled by me. If you dare to destroy it, you will be severely punished." His words were full of majesty and warning, making people feel his inviolability.

Luo Hou responded fearlessly: "Then let us wait and see who is the real master of this world." His eyes were full of firmness and determination, as if he was challenging Hongjun.

However, after the two men mocked each other, they left without fighting. They both knew that this was not the best time to fight. They both had their own plans in mind, waiting for the right time to fight again.

As the East-West pattern gradually stabilized, the contradictions between the two sides began to emerge. There were many differences between the Eastern countries and the Western principalities in terms of territory, resources, beliefs, etc. Small-scale conflicts occurred from time to time, as if a bigger war was about to come. The tense atmosphere was like a sky covered with dark clouds, making people feel the coming storm.

In the far east, the sun rises from the horizon, and the golden sunlight shines on the ancient city walls. Inside the city walls, the descendants of Xuanyuan and Chiyou are busy working. They are well aware of the threat from the Western Principality and dare not slack off. The soldiers were urgently summoned to receive strict military training. They wielded long swords and practiced tactical skills. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, but their eyes were full of firmness and determination. At the same time, the country's craftsmen were also making weapons and protective gear day and night. The blacksmiths swung their hammers, sparks flew; the tailors were busy sewing solid armor. The whole city was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if a war was about to come. At this critical moment, the three religions also sent masters to provide support to the Eastern countries.

In the west, the sun gradually sets, and the afterglow shines on the majestic castle. Inside the castle, Xilan and Luxi are discussing strategic deployment. Their faces reveal seriousness and determination, as if they have seen the dawn of victory. The soldiers are conducting fierce combat exercises on the playground, and their shouts echo in the air. The believers of the Western Church also took action. They voluntarily formed a volunteer army to contribute their strength to the principality. These believers came from different classes, some were farmers, some were merchants, and some were nobles. But their eyes were full of loyalty to the country and faith in religion. They firmly believed that as long as they were united, they could defeat any enemy.