The Origin Source aura was more than ten times thicker than the Chaos Realm.
Moreover, the Heavenly Dao was perfect, and its providence was invincible.
This place was simply a holy land for cultivation.
The Origin World was the lair of the Fiend Devourer Clan. It was also a manifestation of the Fiend Devourer Clan's leader's ambition.
He used the billions of lives in the Chaos Realm as the price to achieve his position as the Chaos Controller.
Once he succeeded, the Chaos Realm would completely become history.
Fang Chen, shouldering the mission of billions of lives in the Chaos Realm, descended upon the Origin World.
Thousand Autumns City.
One of the 28 cities under Carefree Manor.
This city was located at the edge of the Origin World, and it was a veritable border town.
Originally, the climate of Thousand Autumns City was very dry.
Ever since the birth of the Origin World, it had never snowed.
But now, the entire Thousand Autumns City was draped in silver.
Heavy snow continued to fall from the sky.
Outside the city, in a barren mountain range.
Rip!
A figure covered in blood escaped from the depths of the mountain range.
However, the angry roar of a beast came from behind.
Bang!
The figure did not take a few steps before falling to the ground.
Not long after, the Origin Spirit shattered and lost its vitality.
Roar!
The demon beast got closer and closer, letting out an angry roar as it quickly shuttled through the snow-filled barren mountain range.
Just as it was about to pounce on the already dead human, a crack suddenly appeared in the void in front of it. Following that, a gray aura wrapped around an incomplete golden figure shot out.
The moment the golden figure appeared, the heavy snow instantly stopped.
Whoosh!
At a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, the incomplete golden figure entered the dead human's mind.
At this time, the demon beast had already fallen into the void crack. It wanted to struggle, but to its horror, its body was being swallowed by the darkness.
Roar!
It let out an angry roar before it was completely swallowed by the darkness.
The heavy snow stopped, and the barren mountain range regained its calm.
In Thousand Autumns City.
Everyone was discussing what this heavy snow that had been falling for nine years meant.
Could it be that a genius had been born?
Or that the ruins of a powerhouse had appeared?
In short, there were different opinions.
"Young Master, are we really going to enter the Thousand Autumns Mountain Range?"
There was a group of people in front of the barren mountain range.
The person in the lead was the famous Young Master of the Han Family in Thousand Autumns City.
The Fiend Devourer Clan was a prehistoric race that had developed to this day.
His clansmen were spread throughout the entire Origin World.
From this, it could be seen how much the clan had multiplied.
The Han Family was just a small branch of the Demon Devouring Clan, and their bloodline was very thin. In recent generations, they could not even activate their Demon Devouring Bloodline.
If it weren't for the fact that the Han Clan's Old Ancestor had suppressed many experts with his unparalleled strength, many powers in Thousand Autumns City would have already made a move against the Han Clan.
Han Lin, the young master of the Han family.
During the Nine Years of Great Snow, he had inadvertently heard people say that it was very likely that the ruins of a powerhouse had appeared.
"Very few people have ever dared to venture into the Thousand Autumn Mountain Range. Perhaps the remains of an expert are inside."
Han Lin said in a low voice.
"But Young Master …"
The butler wanted to stop him, but Han Lin's attitude was firm.
His intuition told him that the inheritance of the Devouring Demon Clan's experts might be in the Thousand Autumn Mountain Range.
"Hmph! Just wait until I activate my Devouring Demon Bloodline and gain the favor of the Carefree Palace. At that time, those forces that are suppressing my Han Family will be annihilated."
Han Lin said ferociously.
After that, the group entered the Thousand Autumns Mountain Range.
Towering trees stood tall, and the heavy snow stopped. However, the snow accumulated on the branches slowly fell.
On the ground, there was a figure that seemed to have died a long time ago.
Suddenly, his fingers moved.
Immediately after, he felt pain all over his body.
"Am I not dead?"
That was the first sentence he said.
However, he soon realized that something was wrong.
In his mind, memories appeared like a tide.
"I am … Fang Chen."
Fang Chen's incomplete Primordial Spirit had taken over this dead human body.
However, the memories of the original owner still existed.
"Is this the Origin World?"
Fang Chen murmured.
At this time, he was seriously injured and could not move an inch.
After struggling for a while, he gave up and began to receive information from the original owner.
Not long after.
Fang Chen knew that the original owner was a rogue cultivator named Lin Chen. He entered the Thousand Autumns Mountain Range to find the supreme inheritance. However, he encountered a stronger demon beast and died.
"First Level Holy King?"
Fang Chen pursed his lips.
He did not expect the cultivation of this body to be so weak.
Moreover, the strength of this body could not be compared to his own.
However, when he thought of the Supreme Sage's words, he understood.
He could carry his memories and reincarnate into the Origin World. It was the plan of all the Almighties in the Chaos Realm for hundreds of millions of years before they succeeded.
His goal in coming here was to collect the purest Demon Devouring Bloodline, and then transform it to its strongest state.
"Forget it."
Fang Chen shook his head.
If his body was weak, he could cultivate.
If his realm was low, he could also improve quickly.
The most important thing now was to adapt to the living environment of the Origin World and then wait for an opportunity.
"Hmm?"
At this moment, Fang Chen heard footsteps.
"Young Master, there's someone over there."
The butler pointed to the front. Han Lin walked over quickly and saw Fang Chen.
"Who are you?"
Han Lin's expression was grave as he dared to barge into the Thousand Autumns Mountain Range alone.
"Young Master, he is …"
The butler recognized Fang Chen.
"Lin Chen, a rogue cultivator. He's somewhat famous in the Thousand Autumns City."
"Oh?"
Han Lin's eyes darted around before he asked, "Why are you seriously injured?"
Fang Chen immediately recognized that Han Lin was from the Demon Devouring Clan.
"I accidentally entered the Thousand Autumns Mountain Range and was attacked by demonic beasts …"
Han Lin smiled. "Your injuries are very serious. I can save you, but you have to work for me."
"Okay."
Fang Chen agreed immediately.
Then, Han Lin gave Fang Chen the Han Clan's secret healing panacea.
The latter swallowed it, and his complexion improved after a while.
"What do you need me to do?" Fang Chen asked.
At this moment, he could already move, but his strength had not recovered.
He looked around. Among Han Lin's group, the butler was the strongest. He was a Third Level Holy King, while the others were Second Level Holy Kings.
In his current state, it was impossible for him to defeat them.
"Help me scout the way."
Han Lin said.
"It never snows in the Thousand Autumns City, but this time, it has been snowing for nine years. It must be the remains of a strong cultivator. What you need to do is to help me scout the depths of the Thousand Autumns Mountain Range. If you can find the remains of a strong cultivator, I will reward you handsomely."
Hearing this, Fang Chen was stunned.
Nine years of snow?
He was in the Reincarnation Passage opened by the Great Sage, and his Primordial Spirit had undergone reincarnation. He did not expect that nine years would pass in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
He took a deep breath and said, "I am willing to serve you, Master."
Han Lin was very satisfied with Fang Chen's performance, but the butler remained vigilant.
Soon, Han Lin and the others arrived at the depths of the Thousand Autumns Mountain Range.
"Young Master, we can't continue."
"You, go scout the way," Han Lin said coldly.