Chapter 1 Reincarnation of the River God
"Sir? Sir River God!"

In a daze, Zhang Qian heard an extremely shrill cry in his ears.

Zhang Qian slowly opened his eyes and was immediately shocked. In front of him was a huge fish face covered with silvery-white scales, and two fish whiskers fluttered with the shouts.

"Where is the monster!"

As soon as Zhang Qian opened his eyes, he saw the fish face. His whole body tensed up and he wanted to step back involuntarily, but he found himself sitting on a shell-shaped chair with nowhere to retreat.

"what are you?"

Forcing himself to calm down, Zhang Qian’s mind raced.

"Isn't I dead? Where is this place? Have I traveled through time again?"

The reason why I said again is because this is not the first time Zhang Qian has traveled through time.

In his previous life, Zhang Qian was an ordinary mortal on Earth. He liked to play with some antique jades. By chance, he got a jade pendant with a strange shape. When he was cleaning the dirt on the jade pendant, he accidentally squeezed it too hard and the jade pendant broke. Before Zhang Qian could scold the profiteer who sold him the jade pendant, the broken jade pendant cut his palm and blood flowed out.

The next moment, something shocking happened to him. A corner of the jade pendant stained with his blood flew up, and a slight vibration created a dark hole. This black hole emitted an immense suction force, instantly squeezing Zhang Qian's body into a bloody mist. Then this corner of the jade pendant trembled slightly and sucked Zhang Qian's soul in, then turned around and sank into the black hole.

When Zhang Qian regained consciousness, he was horrified to find that he had turned into a small golden loach. Then a message with great Taoist meaning came to his mind. He realized that he had traveled to the primitive world when the world was first created!

What is the prehistoric world? This is a terrifying world where catastrophes can happen at any time, hundreds of millions of lives are killed or injured, and all forces are reshuffled. After knowing that he had traveled to the prehistoric world, Zhang Qian became extremely excited after overcoming the initial fear.

He had read a lot of prehistoric novels in his previous life. Now it is still the early days of the prehistoric times. Most of the great gods of the prehistoric times have not yet been born, and many of those innate spiritual treasures that have been famous for thousands of years are still ownerless. He still has a chance to get them. How can Zhang Qian not be excited about such a situation?

The golden loach that Zhang Qian transformed into was also unusual. It was the first innate loach, born from the innate principles of water and soil. It was called the ancient dragon loach and was considered an innate creature with a high status.

In order to realize his dream of collecting innate spiritual treasures, Zhang Qian began to practice after his excitement. As an innate creature, he would instinctively absorb and exhale innate spiritual energy for practice.

Although he did not have any method of cultivation, in this early days of the world, there was innate spiritual energy everywhere. He could increase his cultivation by absorbing the innate spiritual energy instinctively. However, the next moment, something happened that made his heart tremble.

He was now in a small pond, which was filled with spiritual water that was the liquefaction of innate spiritual energy. When he was about to inhale and exhale the spiritual energy for cultivation, a staggering old man with white hair and beard descended from the sky on a colorful cloud. After the old man landed, he coughed up blood violently and rushed towards the pond where he was.

"Ahem..., Luo..., I won't let you succeed. I, the Hundong Patriarch, follow the will of heaven. As long as you let me survive, I will let you know the consequences of angering me!"

Hatred flashed in the old man's eyes, and a dark demonic aura appeared on his face. The demonic aura surged, madly devouring all the vitality of the old man. Zhang Qian clearly saw that the face of this Hundong Ancestor was rapidly drained of vitality and became decayed.

After just a dozen steps, when the old man Hundong arrived at the edge of the pond, he had turned into a pile of bones.

The body has lost all vitality!

The skeleton staggered and fell to the edge of the pond where Zhang Qian was.

"this……!"

Zhang Qian carefully hid at the bottom of the pond, looking at the skeleton at the edge of the pond. The evil spirit on the skeleton became more and more, and began to infect the soul of the Hundong Ancestor.

"Rahu? Could it be the Demon Ancestor Rahu?"

How could Zhang Qian not know the name of Luohou? He was a terrifying existence who competed with Taoist Hongjun for the orthodoxy of the prehistoric world.

This Hundong ancestor was obviously seriously injured by Luohou and fled here desperately. Now he is dying.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, the soul of Hundong Laizu emerged from the skeleton. His soul was golden all over. A cloud of auspiciousness about the size of an acre appeared above his head, and three green lotuses were swaying in the cloud.

The moment he saw the three green lotuses, Zhang Qian immediately understood that the cultivation level of this Hundong Patriarch was at the Golden Immortal realm, and he was a great Golden Immortal.

However, the Golden Immortal Yuanshen of Patriarch Hundong was in a very bad condition at the moment. A wisp of dark demonic energy was entwined around his Yuanshen, corroding and infecting it madly. If this continued, Patriarch Hundong would be completely dead in a short while.

"No... I won't die. I haven't become famous in the world yet, I haven't achieved the Golden Immortal, and my path hasn't reached its end. How can I die in this desolate mountain!"

The soul of the Hundong Patriarch roared, but he could do nothing about the dark evil energy.

"A loach? Oh, that's not right. This kind of follower, a congenital creature's follower, God will not kill me!"

Suddenly, the immortal consciousness of the Hundong Patriarch inadvertently swept across the pond in front of him, and immediately discovered Zhang Qian hiding at the bottom of the pond.

As a powerful Golden Immortal, the Hundong Patriarch naturally knew what was good. He could tell at a glance that this loach, which had not yet achieved any cultivation, was very extraordinary. It was actually an innate creature with extraordinary background.

The moment the eyes of the Hundong Patriarch turned to him, Zhang Qian's heart skipped a beat and he felt a sense of crisis.

The next moment, the soul of the Hundong Patriarch, who was about to die and had been mostly infected by evil spirits, exploded.

A brilliant force of origin, wrapping up the true spirit of the Hundong Ancestor, instantly entered the pond.

"What does he want to do?"

Before Zhang Qian could think about it carefully, the stream of light directly entered Zhang Qian's mind.

brush!
The figure of the Hundong Patriarch appeared deep in Zhang Qian's mind, or to be more precise, in his soul.

"Give me your body, I will live on for you!"

The voice of the Hundong Patriarch roared in Zhang Qian's soul, and the unquestionable tone made Zhang Qian's soul tremble.

Even if he had lost most of his power, a Golden Immortal was still a Golden Immortal after all. The gap between him and Zhang Qian, who had not yet started practicing, was still enormous.

"Take over the body! He wants to take over the body!"

Zhang Qian was not a fool either. He immediately knew that the Hundong Patriarch wanted to take over his body.

"Hey, you're pretty smart. Yes, the ancestor is trying to take over my body, so don't resist in vain!"

As for the extremely weak soul in front of him, the old ancestor Hundong did not take it seriously at all. He could destroy such a weak soul with a flip of his hand.

hum!
Under the protection of his remaining original power, the true spirit of the Hundong Patriarch rushed directly into Zhang Qian's soul. It seemed that this terrifying golden immortal true spirit was about to disperse Zhang Qian's own true spirit and take over his body.

At this moment, a piece of white broken jade suddenly rushed out from the depths of Zhang Qian's soul. This piece of broken jade was the culprit that brought Zhang Qian to the prehistoric world.

The broken jade shook slightly, and an inexplicable rhythm of Taoism flowed, which actually directly fixed the true spirit of the Hundong Patriarch.

"What is this? This is impossible!"

The immobile Hundong Patriarch roared and struggled desperately, but the broken jade seemed to be pressing down on him like a piece of heaven and earth, suppressing him firmly.

"This broken jade!"

Seeing this piece of broken jade, Zhang Qian couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. It was it that suddenly brought him to the primitive world, and it was it that saved him now.

Buzz!
The broken jade suddenly came above the true spirit of the Hundong Patriarch and started to rotate. The inexplicable force kept grinding the true spirit of the Hundong Patriarch. The rotation of the broken jade made Zhang Qian's soul vibrate wildly and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Ow...!"

The true spirit is the origin of all living things. When it was ground by the broken jade, the old man Hundong let out a howl that was not like a human voice.

And it seemed that due to insufficient strength, the speed at which Canyu ground the true spirit was extremely slow, even to the point of being extremely slow.

Zhang Qian, who had calmed down a little, suddenly felt that traces of extremely pure original power were ground down from the broken jade and then merged into his soul.

The source of power is the true spirit of the Hundong ancestor.

A trace of original power continued to increase Zhang Qian's spiritual power, causing his mental strength to begin to grow.

But a Golden Immortal is a Golden Immortal, his true spirit already possesses immortal characteristics, and the grinding of the remaining jade is extremely slow.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Qian discovered that the Hundong Patriarch had completely lost the strength to resist. He heaved a sigh of relief and immediately prepared to take this opportunity to practice.

But what made him depressed was that whenever he wanted to calm his mind and absorb and exhale spiritual energy to practice, the Hundong Patriarch who was suppressed by the remnant jade would start to make trouble. He would either try his best to shake Zhang Qian's soul, or emit all kinds of strange mental fluctuations, making it impossible for Zhang Qian to calm down and practice, and even absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy was extremely difficult.

Coupled with the fluctuations in his mind and soul caused by the rotating and vibrating broken jade, Zhang Qian couldn't calm down at all, let alone practice.

"What exactly do you want?" Finally, Zhang Qian became impatient with the Hundong Patriarch and prepared to negotiate with him.

"What do I want? Hehe, you, an ant, actually have a companion treasure. The power of this broken jade is so terrifying, it's not like an ordinary thing. If you want me to not make trouble, you can let me go. I promise not to cause you any more trouble! Without my presence, this broken jade will calm down, and you will naturally be able to start practicing smoothly."

Zhang Qian was really tempted by Hundong Patriarch's proposal, but he couldn't do it because the broken jade didn't listen to his command at all and he couldn't control it. He couldn't even let Hundong Patriarch leave.

Time passed slowly, and Zhang Qian could do nothing because of the constant fighting between Hundong Patriarch and Canyu, which turned his soul into a battlefield. He was unable to practice at all. Out of boredom, Zhang Qian began to observe the scenes of the prehistoric world and watch the sunrise and sunset.

Now he had no cultivation and could not practice, if he rashly walked out of the pond he would probably die outside.

Zhang Qian, who had died once, was extremely afraid of death. Being extremely weak, he could only stay in this small pond helplessly. Sometimes, when he was extremely bored, he would curse at the old man Hundong.

How could the old ancestor Hundong be a match for Zhang Qian who came from the era of information explosion in the previous life? He was always so angry at Zhang Qian that he exploded on the spot.

After who knows how many years, the small pond where Zhang Qian was had dried up, and the true spirit of the Hundong ancestor was finally ground away by the broken jade, leaving only a trace.

Buzz!
The broken jade was spinning faster and faster, causing Zhang Qian's soul to tremble. The broken jade was largely responsible for Zhang Qian's inability to practice.

"Boy, the ancestor is about to die. After I die, you little rascal will be able to practice. I will teach you a lesson. We have embarked on the path of practice. We are only pursuing the immortality. To obtain the honorable position of immortality, there is only one thing - nothing else but me..."

Bang!
The remaining true spirit of the Hundong Ancestor exploded with a roar and disappeared into thin air.

The great enemy who had tortured him for so many years and prevented him from practicing was wiped out, but Zhang Qian did not feel very happy. Instead, he felt empty in his heart. No matter what, this old man Hundong had been with him for many years.

Now that it has suddenly disappeared, Zhang Qian is still a little uncomfortable.

"Besides me, there is nothing else? Is this your way? Perhaps this is what the way is!"

The disappeared Hundong Patriarch left many things to Zhang Qian. His true spirit was ground into original power by the broken jade and integrated into Zhang Qian's soul.

This power made Zhang Qian's soul surge. Apart from anything else, his mental strength alone was comparable to that of an early Golden Immortal.

After the last trace of the true spirit of the Hundong Patriarch disappeared, Zhang Qian obtained the cultivation method of this great Golden Immortal, "Taiyi Demon Refining Golden Chapter", and his insights on cultivation.

And perhaps because of the direct fusion, Zhang Qian instantly understood both the cultivation method and the cultivation insights of the Hundong Patriarch, as if they were originally his own!
"Ancestor Hundong, even though you have delayed me for so many years, I still want to thank you. Your insights have allowed me to directly understand all the paths and principles that lead to the Golden Immortal realm. With these insights, I know how to achieve the Golden Immortal realm. I only need to practice step by step, and it should not be difficult to achieve a Golden Immortal realm.

Even now, after integrating all your cultivation insights, I can be considered a Golden Immortal. Although I am a Golden Immortal with nothing but realm, I can still be considered a fake Golden Immortal!"

After Zhang Qian absorbed the cultivation insights of Patriarch Hundong, he was able to fully understand all the principles from the beginning of his cultivation to achieving the great power of a Golden Immortal!
This is equivalent to allowing Zhang Qian to reach the realm of Golden Immortal for no reason. Even if this realm is not stable, judging from this unstable realm alone, Zhang Qian is now also a strange Golden Immortal.

Even with the surge in mental power, Zhang Qian can now exert the pressure of a Golden Immortal, and that pressure is extremely real and very intimidating.

It’s just that exerting the power of the Golden Immortal consumes a lot of mental energy.

As for "Taiyi Demon Refining Golden Chapter", it is a method of dual cultivation of sex and life. Not only does one cultivate the spirit, but also the body. Only after the physical body breaks through, can the realm be broken through. This is the dual cultivation of sex and life.

With all the insights of the Hundong Patriarch, Zhang Qian can successfully break through his cultivation level by letting his physical body break through step by step.

"It's time to leave here. I have wasted too long. I don't know if there are any unowned innate spiritual treasures or innate supreme treasures in the prehistoric world. I have finally come to the prehistoric world. How can I justify myself if I don't get some innate spiritual treasures!"

Zhang Qian was just about to leave the dried-up pond when the ground around him suddenly shook!
"What's going on? Isn't the battle between the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes over?"

Before he could not practice, Zhang Qian witnessed many horrific battles. The battle for supremacy among the three powers involved countless lives and powerful beings, which really opened Zhang Qian's eyes.

Looking in the direction of the vibration, Zhang Qian's face immediately turned dark and he cried out in pain.

Above the land where he was hiding, a shocking battle was taking place at this moment!
At some point, four sword gates billions of feet high appeared, with four blood-red swords hanging in the sword gates, emitting endless sword intent to cut through the sky and the earth. The sword gates occupied the four directions of east, west, south and north, forming a magnificent sword formation covering billions of miles in radius!
And the place where he was hiding was within the coverage of the sword formation!
At this moment, there are four old men with terrifying power in the sword formation, controlling all kinds of innate spiritual treasures to fight against the terrifying sword energy gushing out of the sword gate!
"What is this...? This can't be the Immortal Execution Sword Formation! That's Patriarch Hongjun! In that case, this is the final battle between Hongjun and Luohou!"

Zhang Qian was stunned, he never expected that it would be such a coincidence that the place where he was hiding turned out to be the site of the decisive battle between Patriarch Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohou!

"It's over, my life is over!"

Zhang Qian was immediately shocked. According to the legends from his previous life, the final outcome of this battle was that the Zhuxian Sword Formation was broken, the Demon Ancestor Luohou was defeated and eventually self-destructed. The Demon Ancestor's self-destruction turned the western part of the prehistoric land into ruins!
Thinking of this, Zhang Qian immediately wanted to escape, but he was horrified to find that he could not move at all at this moment. The Zhuxian Sword Formation alone opened up a world of swordsmanship and suppressed everything in the formation. Moreover, the Demon Ancestor Luohou and the Patriarch Hongjun and others exuded incredible pressure, suppressing him to death!
"I am unwilling! Why did this happen? I just started practicing, and I also got the insights and practice methods from the Hundong Patriarch. Could I die like this?"

Seeing Patriarch Hongjun in the sword formation with the Jade Butterfly of Creation on his head and the Pangu Divine Banner in his hand, looking invincible, Zhang Qian felt a huge sense of resentment and a great fear in his heart.

However, he had no way out at the moment. In the eyes of Luohou, Hongjun and others, Zhang Qian was just an ant. The moment the Zhuxian Sword Formation rose, many powerful people had already discovered Zhang Qian hiding there. They just scanned him with their spiritual sense out of curiosity, and after seeing that it was an ancient dragon loach without any cultivation, they ignored him.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi...!
The Zhuxian Sword Formation is worthy of being the number one innate killing formation. The boundless sword energy made Patriarch Hongjun and the other four supreme masters panic, but Hongjun was Hongjun after all. Auspicious clouds flashed above his head, and three clones appeared in an instant. The three clones held all kinds of innate spiritual treasures and rushed towards the four sword gates.

Thinking that he was doomed to die, Zhang Qian forgot his fear and calmed down. He began to watch this shocking battle carefully and was gradually attracted by the earth-shaking magical powers on the scene. He drooled at the various treasures held by Hongjun and his clones.

He did not notice that while he was watching this shocking battle, the broken jade deep in his mind appeared again. At this moment, this piece of broken jade was emitting a strange sucking force, absorbing the supreme sword intent of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation bit by bit.

That’s not all. This piece of broken jade also simulates the various magical powers of supreme powers such as Hongjun and Luohou, as well as various innate spiritual treasures bit by bit, and something is evolving in the center of the broken jade.

However, Zhang Qian, whose entire attention was absorbed by this shocking battle, did not notice this at all. As the fight between Hongjun and Luohou became more and more intense, the power fluctuations emanating from the sword formation alone were enough to make him spit blood.

Click, click, click...!
Cracks appeared on Zhang Qian's body, and his ancient dragon loach body was about to be shattered. At this moment, Patriarch Hongjun finally displayed his extraordinary power. He and his three clones acted together, rushed into the four sky-covering sword gates, and knocked down the Four Swords of Zhuxian together.

The Four Zhu Xian Swords left Jianmen, and the Zhu Xian Sword Formation was broken in an instant. The terrifying pressure was also reduced by half. But before Zhang Qian could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a wild laugh that resounded through the world, and then a demon figure appeared with a black tower on his head, a magic spear in his hand, and a black lotus under his feet. It was the infinitely powerful Demon Ancestor Rāhu.

“Hongjun! Don’t think you’ve won. I, Luohou, swear here that from now on, the Tao will disappear and the devil will grow, and vice versa! You can’t kill me, Luohou! Hahahaha!”

Blood was oozing from the corners of Luohu's mouth, and his breath was weak, but he was laughing wildly. Suddenly, a cruel look appeared in his eyes, and his body swelled and exploded!
"boom……!"

At the moment of Luohou's self-detonation, heaven and earth lost their voices. An indescribable violent roar shook the prehistoric void, as if a second sun appeared above the prehistoric land. Unstoppable ripples swept across the entire prehistoric western land, shattering all obstacles into pieces!
The place where Luohou originally stood was blown into a vast pit with a radius of billions of miles and a depth of hundreds of thousands of feet.

Dense and numerous large cracks in the void spread wildly around the pit, and streams of gray chaotic air were generated, giving the place the horrifying illusion of returning to chaos.

Such terrifying power directly annihilated Zhang Qian who was underground. His body turned into nothingness, revealing his substantial soul. However, his soul dissipated instantly as soon as it appeared.

In the end, only an extremely weak remnant soul was left. Just as this remnant soul was about to dissipate, a piece of remnant jade covered with golden blood threads appeared. The remnant jade moved slightly and took in Zhang Qian's remaining remnant soul.

What was strange was that the terrifying power of Luohou's self-explosion did not damage the broken jade at all, even the bloodstains on the broken jade remained intact.

After collecting Zhang Qian's remaining soul, the broken jade turned gently, and the blood threads on the surface gathered and turned into a drop of golden blood, which was then collected by the broken jade.

hum!
The broken jade vibrated, then whooshed into a huge dark crack in the void and disappeared.

All this happened in a flash, and Zhang Qian didn't even feel any pain, but he almost lost everything!
"Rahu!"

In the end, Zhang Qian only left behind a roar filled with resentment and hatred. This roar echoed in his remaining soul, and the next moment, he lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes and regained consciousness, he found that he had traveled through time again, and a scary fish face appeared in front of him.

"I've traveled through time again! Damn Luohou, even if you had self-destructed a little later, I might have been able to escape to the deepest part of the earth and survive!"

After knowing that he had traveled through time again, Zhang Qian cursed unwillingly, his eyes revealing deep resentment and more of fear.

"Fortunately, I'm still alive!" Being able to survive is better than anything else.

hum!
Just as Zhang Qian was about to get rid of the carp spirit in front of him, his mind suddenly shook and a flood of memories hit him, causing his head to swell suddenly and a faint pain came over him.

"Well……!"

Zhang Qian covered his head and sat weakly on the shell throne, which immediately frightened the silver-faced carp spirit.

"My Lord, what's the matter with you? Red Face, Red Face, come here and take a look. Something has happened to my Lord!"

Just as the silver-faced carp spirit was shouting, Zhang Qian's eyes flashed and he smiled.

At this moment, he has integrated the memories of the original owner of this body and completely controlled this body.

"The Great World of Xihuang? It's interesting. I don't know if this World of Xihuang is related to the Primordial World. I will go back to Primordial World sooner or later! Eternal life, the supreme position, the ultimate realm pursued by countless cultivators, I must obtain it!"

After integrating the memories of his original body, Zhang Qian had a deep understanding of his situation.

The world he is in now is no longer the primitive world, but a world called the Great World of Xihuang. The reason it is called the Great World of Xihuang is because it is said that this world was opened up by Xihuang, and even all things and spirits in the world were created by Xihuang.

And his current identity is actually a river god!
It governs a small river called Lishui River!
(End of this chapter)